Percy yawed as he slowly stretched, arms going above his head. Jason was already up, of course, fumbling about the hotel room.

It was late, and Percy looked out the window and smiled. He couldn't see it, because of the dark, but he heard the ocean, waves crashing.

"Get up, dork," Jason mumbles, tossing a shirt at him, "this was your idea, you have to suffer, too."

"Walking along the beach at night is the best time to do it," Percy stated, "the sun isn't beaming down on you and it's not crowded."

Jason only smiled, slipping into a pair of sweats, then leaned over to kiss Percy.

Percy sighed as he leaned closer to Jason, jacket hood up and feet freezing. It was worth it though, walking on the beach at night was one of his favorite things to do, and since moving to New York, he didn't get to do it much.

Jason smiled, turning his head and kissing the top of Percy's, squeezing his hand.

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Fluff is so good 😪👏🏻💪🏻
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