Title: The one in which Percy is drunk
Pairing(s): Percy/a certain blond
Summary: Percy needs some liquid courage
Word Count: 498
Author's Notes: tambear13 challenged me to write at least one drunken boy into this. This is what came out. So it’s all her fault *grins* Any mistakes still in there are entirely my own fault since she also did the beta :D
Percy giggled and sat down hard on the stairs to the pub, spilling half of his beer in the process. Okay, he probably had one drink too many, but he needed the courage to finally talk to the man who walked into the place for the first time a few weeks ago. He kept coming back and Percy only watched from afar. But tonight was the night. Smiling goofily, Percy took another sip and imagined the other doing that full-body laugh that he found so sexy.
Someone sat down next to him and his mouth went dry when he noticed it was the man whose attention he tried to get.
“Hey.” Another giggle escaped him. Oh dear, what would that golden god next to him think now? Percy took another gulp from his glass and then leaned over. “You’re sexy.”
The other copied the motion and their heads bumped together, causing them both to laugh.
Rubbing his head where it had collided with Percy’s, the blond grinned. “You stole my line.”
Percy’s foggy brain needed a moment to process that but then a huge grin showed on his face. “You think I’m…?”
“Sexy as hell.” The blond leaned in again. “Want to rip the clothes off your body and explore you with my tongue…and other things.” He nodded gravely.
A shiver ran down Percy’s spine. “Whatcha waiting for?”
“Here? In front of everybody?” The blond laughed that sexy laugh again that made Percy want to jump him, here, in front of everybody. “How ‘bout…damn, I’m too drunk, I don’t think I’ll even get it up.” The blond slumped and shook his head.
Percy pouted. “Pfff.” First, the bloke made him hot as hell and then this? A bucket of cold water wouldn’t have been worse.
“But we could…” The blond grinned goofily again and then leaned in to plant a big wet smooch on Percy’s lips.
Nodding, Percy leaned in. He was probably too drunk to do more, too, but this was a very promising start. So he dropped his beer and held the blond’s face in his large hands to thoroughly snog him.
“How ‘bout…” A happy chuckle built in his throat as they finally broke for air.
The blond looked at him. “How ‘bout what?”
Giggling, Percy admitted “I forgot.”
Laughing, the blond leaned into him. “You’re..thebest…kisser intheworld.” He licked at Percy’s neck and pressed closer into his side. “We could…I dunno…”
“Snog a bit more at your place.” Percy nodded. Yes, that’s what they could do. It would be fun. And…fun…and…probably sexy, too, but first and foremost fun.
“Let’s get a taxi,” the blond slurred. He managed to get to his feet and nearly fell over as he tried to pull Percy up, too.
In the morning, Percy woke up in a place he didn’t know with an armful of blond whose name he couldn’t remember, fully clothed but curled up against each other and aside from the killer hangover, he’d never felt better.