You’re home alone this weekend, since your parents are on a work trip, and meant to be coming to dinner to meet him mom this evening.
The last thing Percy expected when he answered the home phone was the sounds of you crying.
He was thinking of the fastest way to get to you before you finished choking out the question. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.. just- come.. please?”
Was it a 20 minute walk to your place? Yes. Was he willing to risk being seen riding blackjack in order to get to you sooner? Also yes.
He’d just have to bank on the strength of the mist, anything to make sure you’re safe and fix whatever had happened.
Just under 4 minutes pass and he’s knocking softly on your door.
You open it, peeking out, and his heart shatters at the sight of tears streaking your cheeks. He’s pulled you into his chest before you can even say hello.
Just as quickly as he hugs you does he pull back to check you over. “What happened? Are you hurt?”
You shake your head and pout up at him, bottom lip trembling. “I can’t do anything..”
He picks you up and steps into the apartment, sitting on the couch with you in his lap.
All of his senses are painfully alert, he can smell something baked and he picks up on the slight mess of the place.
“What are you talking about? What can’t you do?”
He lets you hide your face in his neck, sniffling and mumbling. “I was trying to make something to bring to dinner..”
“Oh baby..” The fingers sinking into your hair only seem to make the tears come quicker.
He just holds you for a while, letting you cry, only speaking when you start to settle. “You want to show me, hm? Maybe I can help..”
As you stand up you refuse to let go of him, clutching his hand. “Okay.. but you can’t laugh..”
He kisses your forehead as he stands. “Of course not.”
You lead him to the small kitchen, which is in an absolute state, in the middle of the mess sits a very green loaf of banana bread.
He raises an eyebrow at you, waiting for some kind of explanation.
“I wanted to make banana bread for your mom, make a good first impression.. and I know she likes blue foods”
You sniffle and he has to hold back a smile, not amused, touched by how much you care if his mom likes you.
“I forgot that banana bread was naturally yellow and the blue food dye made it all green..”
“She won’t mind, love, she’ll just appreciate the thought.“
Immediate regret hits him as he watches your eyes fill with tears again. “I wanted it to be blue..”
He pulls you into another hug, trying to think of something to cheer you up.
You melt into him as he mumbles into your hair. “Well.. how about you keep the banana bread and we can make something else? How does that sound?”
He feels you nod against him and pulls away to see what else you have.
5 minutes of quiet planning later and he smiles at you. “Okay, I’m going to go to the shop and grab the rest of the ingredients we need to make brownies.”
You frown at him slightly. “That’s not blue..”
“No but we’re gonna make blue icing to go on it. Does that sound good?”
He has to catch himself on the counter as you launch yourself into his arms.
You spend an hour messing around and making brownies together, kissing between steps and cuddling as it bakes.
Your smile is blinding as you give the dessert to Miss Jackson, ignoring her insistence to call her Sally.
Percy spends his night giddy as he watches the two people he loves most get on so well.
That along with the kiss he receives after walking you home makes the 10 dollars he spent on ingredients infinitely worth it.
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