Percy Jackson felt his head spinning, like it usually did a night after way too much alcohol. And dancing. And more alcohol. He groaned, feeling his head pulsating, like it was a giant balloon, twice the size his head usually was. Never again. Partying, fun. Being hung-over. Not that much fun.

One look in the bathroom mirror proved that his feeling was correct, because not only did he feel like hell, he looked like hell too. Percy knew he wasn't one to brag about looks in the first place, but right now he looked worse than ever. Like he'd slept in a dumpster all night. Just when he thought he couldn't feel any worse someone slammed the door to his apartment, and the headache that followed made Percy sick to his stomach. It could get worse.

"What's up, boyfriend."

Jason, who didn't look like hell but quite the opposite, like some kind of beautiful angel, leaned his head in through the bathroom door and gave Percy a look. Percy muttered at him. Just typical, that Jason, even though he'd been out as long as Percy had been, and maybe even had had a few more drinks, looked like it hadn't affected him at all, whilst Percy had to struggle with just staying on his feet.

"Boyfriend? A bit too early for that, don't you think?" Percy growled, but Jason just smirked and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"What, we've been out on five dates now, haven't we?"

"Four." Percy corrected him quickly, swallowing an aspirin and some water. "You can't really count the first one, I don't think demons and missions are supposed to be the reason of us going out."

"Okay, four dates then." Jason shrugged. "Not that much of a difference, is it? What, you don't think I'm boyfriend material?"

He pouted, and Percy sighed. Jason was just too damn cute. He just wanted to kiss him right there, if he didn't think his lips probably tasted of vomit and would scare him away. Jason Grace. He really did had some sort of grace, in him, Percy couldn't help but think when he silently watched Jason helping himself to a sandwich in the kitchen. Like heaven.

"You didn't answer my question." Jason murmured, mouth filled with bread. "I'm not good enough for you?"

Percy grinned.

"Of course not, you sky twat. How could you be?"

Jason swallowed the sandwich and his blue eyes looked big and hurt, but Percy knew it was just an act.

"You're using me then?" Jason grinned, not able to keep the act going. Percy moved closer to him, sneaking his arms around Jason's waist. To hell with vomit-mouth, he wanted to kiss the guy.

"Finally" Jason, rolling his eyes, said as their lips almost met. "I thought you were going to have me wait forever to get my morning kiss."

Kissing Jason was electrifying; Percy couldn't find any other words to describe it. And it seemed fitting, considering Jason being son of the god of lightning, and everything. If the guy was anything, it was electric.

"So, what are we doing today?" Jason said, letting go of Percy's lips, but not of his hands. "Something fun? I could go for a whole day with lunch, movies and dinner, if it's your treat, anyway."

"You're broke, again?" Percy grinned, and Jason did as well.

"I could be. Or I just need a day to feel really spoiled. By my favourite guy, you know."

Percy smiled and let go of Jason's hand. Just as he let go, he felt a shock of static electricity going through his hand, which wasn't bad when it came to normal people, but with Jason being son of Jupiter and all, the electricity could hurt. Not a bad hurt though, Percy thought, like when Thalia, Jason's sister, touched him. With Jason it was a good hurt.

"Sorry." Jason blushed, looking down. "Didn't mean to, you know."

"It's okay." Percy kissed him on the nose. "You're like my… Pikachu."

Jason got a look on his face, that was both puzzled and maybe offended-

"I'm yellow and red cheeked? No way! Also, do you see a tail on me? Not really."

"You know I'm only joking." Percy grinned, proving he really wasn't.

"You are hopeless." Jason grinned, moving past him, to the door. "Pick me up by lunch time, then?"

"I don't remember agreeing to a day out"

"Oh come on, we need to get that fifth date, and also…" Jason looked at him from the door way. "Maybe I'll let you get to second base."

As soon as he had appeared, Jason was gone again, Percy could hear him moving down the stairs. Percy himself felt butterflies in his stomach. Damn it had been a long time since someone made him feel like this. Maybe Jason was right, maybe this whole thing with him could very well turn out to be boyfriend material. Percy had just stretched his arm out to get his shirt from the chair next to him, when he felt the presence of someone else in the apartment.

"Who's there?" he called out loud, cursing himself for leaving riptide by his bedside table. When people entered his apartment without permission, it very often wasn't good news.

"Oh, forget about riptide, young man."

Percy couldn't believe his eyes when a man with beard and a pinstriped suit came out of nowhere in front of him.

"Zeus." Percy spitted out, and then remembered who he was talking to. Being rude in front of gods – not a good idea. Zeus smiled at him. Politely, but cold.

"Mr. Jackson. I thought I might find you here. I take it as that was my son that just left?"

"Uhm yeah." Percy said, not bothering to ask about how he could know that. Zeus was one of those people that actually knew everything, so lying to him would be pointless as well. Zeus took a few steps and looked around.

"Good, it's just you and me then. Should we have a chat then?"

"A chat?" Percy asked, puzzled. Gods asking for chat out of the blue, not really something that happened a lot. Zeus looked irritated.

"Yes, a chat. How is your hearing nowadays anyway?"

"I'm just… confused that's all."

"Oh, but please, mr Jackson. Considering what you and my son are… doing, don't you think I have something to say about it?"

"I… no, I didn't really think you'd care, actually."

Zeus shook his head.

"Well then you're wrong, as you so often are, young demi-god. Have a seat. I think this chat will be very interesting and last for a while, and I don't ever have my meetings on foot."

He pulled out a chair for Percy who was even more puzzled now. The God of the sky, helping me to get seated?

"Sit, mr. Jackson." Zeus repeated and looked him in the eyes. "I haven't got all day, you know."