Percy Jackson: The Cursed Hunter

A/N: Sorry for the late chap, it's already Black Friday for my at this point. Ended up binge watching an entire season of Hell's Kitchen 💀.

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After Their (Romantic) Relationship Has Been Established:

"You know..." she drawled, her voice inebriated by the alcohol for gods that she had pulled out.

"You really are the most beautiful person I've ever seen..." she continued, her head resting with her chin in her hand, as she just stared at me, a cool warmth filling her gaze over the Thanksgiving spread that we had between us.

The dim, yet warm lighting from the candles that had been set around the table really did emphasize the way her body seemed to flow so seamlessly atop her hand (I honestly did not know another way to describe it, her body just looked so... fluid), and I couldn't help but think that every movement she took really did seem so naturally sensual.

I actually hadn't thought about her being so sensual for such a long time, having blocked all such thoughts about her from my mind for 3 years, yet here I finally was, with the privilege to do so.

Yes, I couldn't call it anything but a privilege, because that was what it was.

And she was using her privilege too, as she just stared, lovingly I dared say, at my countenance whilst I myself couldn't help but get lost in those electrifying, almost neon, blue eyes of hers.

"I really haven't ever thought that this holiday... Thanksgiving, was worth celebrating..."

Her tongue captivated me. The way it moved so slowly as she dragged out her words from under the haze she was in...

"I truly am thankful..."

I unknowingly held my breath, genuinely curious about what she, a god, could be thankful for.

"-that I can call you mine..."

I blushed, I blushed so terribly that even her dazed eyes could pick up the rosy tint on my cheeks from under the horribly dark illumination of the candles.

To be fair though, I had perfect, clear, glossy, shiny white skin...

...okay okay, sure, right now was not the time for such a thought.

"Hihi..."

She began to laugh, a much higher pitched laugh than her usual lower raspy one, her eyes closing as she began to make fun of me.

In this moment, everything really did seem so dreamy: the candles were flickering slowly, the air seemed intoxicating heavy, enveloping us, her eyes closing in what seemed like slow motion...

"You're such a bozo... you know that?"

Her laughter continued on... it was the most precious thing that I had ever heard.

So I merely smiled warmly, enjoying the atmosphere, my eyes only on her, as I just felt content... fulfilled, watching her laugh like that.

Aaaaaaand, thenSheLostConsciousnessAndHerHandSlippedOutFromUnderneathHerHead, causing her to face plant into the mashed potatoes on her plate, eliciting a laugh from me for a change of pace.

Ahhhhh...

...how this evening would become some of my most cherished memories.

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Later That Night:

"Mmm... Shalom?"

"Yes, Sleepyhead?" I replied, as she squirmed from within my embrace.

We had found ourselves watching a moving together late into the night, her back conforming into my body as we just both laid there with our feet on the couch.

She, having seemingly been less interested than me in the classic Charlie Brown Thanksgiving Episode, had fallen asleep halfway through (blasphemous, I know), but she now seemed to be waking up again, long after the movie had finished, as only the moonlight streaming through the window illuminated the darkened room.

"Let's, ahhhhn, head to the bed..." She said whilst yawning, before suddenly starting to doze off again, hopefully comfortable within my arms.

Placing my hand over her eyes, vainly shielding them from a nonexistent light source, I said,

"Shhh, we can just sleep here for tonight."

After a moment,

"...yes- just for tonight." She managed to get out, before fully falling asleep again.

As for myself, I continued to do what I had been doing for the past hour or so after the movie had ended.

I just... existed within the moment, enjoying the feeling of our two bodies melding together, a smile dancing faintly on my lips as I just admired her sleeping face.

It was only after another half an hour of doing so that I was finally able to reply to the earlier statement she had shared over dinner.

"I truly am thankful too... that I can call you mine..."

I ended up whispering the last part so softly, because it was something so near to my heart.

"...and that I can enjoy moments like these with you,"

"With only you..."

I took a silent breath.

"...for the rest of my life."

"Forever and ever..."

"..."

Sleep soon came and engulfed me naturally after a final breath.