[ percy is lingering in the doorway of the "spa" for about half a second before he hears the invitation, jerking as if perhaps he's been caught somewhere he oughtn't be. and for half a moment that's what it feels like before he spots vex lounging in a pool of water, very much directing her eyes at him. percy would point, say "me?" but really, there's no one else in the room. it's purely a fool's move, stalling. instead, he steps in, having managed to sneak in a quick shower and it very much showing in his pushed back finger-combed hair and the clothing he's wearing now.
the style is strange, but not uncomfortable, loose pants made of material that feels like it can take a beating, a jacket he has draped over a shoulder like some kind of parody of something he might have owned back home but in a drabber, darker shade of blue. ]
Incredibly tempting, [ he laughs. a smile is automatic and honest on his lips. it doesn't stop him from pacing forward, heart pounding high and tight in his chest as he nears the pool of water. ] The shower hardly felt like enough, but you seem to be enjoying yourself too much for me to intrude.
[ again. doesn't stop him from making his way to the edge of the pool and bringing himself down to sit at its edge with her. something in him bites down hard - regret for something he's sure he's missing. the look in vex's eyes on that small boat had said enough. the kiss that still feels hot, tattooed on his mouth, grainy with sand, but soft like summer, strong with all kinds of conviction about him he's not sure he could believe. ]
a. what's good
the style is strange, but not uncomfortable, loose pants made of material that feels like it can take a beating, a jacket he has draped over a shoulder like some kind of parody of something he might have owned back home but in a drabber, darker shade of blue. ]
Incredibly tempting, [ he laughs. a smile is automatic and honest on his lips. it doesn't stop him from pacing forward, heart pounding high and tight in his chest as he nears the pool of water. ] The shower hardly felt like enough, but you seem to be enjoying yourself too much for me to intrude.
[ again. doesn't stop him from making his way to the edge of the pool and bringing himself down to sit at its edge with her. something in him bites down hard - regret for something he's sure he's missing. the look in vex's eyes on that small boat had said enough. the kiss that still feels hot, tattooed on his mouth, grainy with sand, but soft like summer, strong with all kinds of conviction about him he's not sure he could believe. ]