I wanna sleep next to you...
My phone softly played my sad music playlist as I let Jason bury himself in my blankets and cry on my chest.
But that's all I wanna do right now
"I'm sorry, Percy, that y-you have to deal with this..." He sniffled.
"No, no, it's fine. You... You helped me with my own problems... You deserve to cry, too."
And I wanna come home to you,
We both held each other in silence, listening to the music.
"It's not your fault." He looked at me, eyes broken and shattered. Like glass.
"I- I just-"
"I know what you're thinking. It was bound to happen anyway."
I pulled him tighter. God, I love him.
But home is just a room full of my safest sounds
"But I fucked it up. Like I always do. I always fuck up. Now everything is bad." I said, running my hair through my hair, making it stand up, but then flop down again pitifully.
"Everything's always bad. It's not your fault you're a romantic dork." He said, poking me.
"Your cute texts get me through the day. Everything is always bad, Percy. You didn't fuck up. You made my life better. Always remember that."
"Holy shit, I love you." I said. He buried his head in my chest more. He didn't need to say it back. He's said enough.
So come over now...
The silence hung heavy, like a woolen blanket. The pain felt hollow in our chests, but the warmth made it easier. I kept my arms around him, my heart beating with every shaky breath he took.
I closed my eyes and stared at the lights dancing beneath my eyelids.
"Percy?" His voice was husky. I opened my eyes.
"Shhhhh." I held him close. "We'll be okay."
"Yeah... We will."
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(High school AU) Percy: The boy you see in class with messy hair and torn jeans. The "bad boy" who constantly gets detention from Mr.D. Some say he's troubled, but to his teachers, he's just trouble. Sarcastic, stubborn, and rebellious. But then the...