Nico's POV:
"Perce?" I asked quietly. Percy and I had been having a movie night, since he says that I'm under educated of Disney.
"Yeah?" he mumbles back. One thing that I learned about him is he gets tired very easily and very often.
"I think it's time we hit the hay," I chuckled as he snuggled his head deeper into my shoulder. I swear, that boy is a cuddle monster.
"Mmph mh mmh hmmph," he responded with his mouth nestled into my shirt.
"What?"
"I don't want to move," he whined as he lifted his head ever so slightly.
"Come on, we have work tomorrow," I chided.
He looked up at me with his beautiful sea green eyes. "I don't want to work, Neeks," he whispered mischievously.
"Oh, really? Then what do you want to do?" I questioned him with a slight smile tugging at my lips.
"I want to snuggle!" he proclaimed and then moved his head back to my arm.
I laughed at his childishness. "We can snuggle in bed," I told him softly.
"That would require me moving," he whined back.
"Come on," I said as I stood up and grabbed his hand.
"Carry me?" Percy asked sweetly and flashed his best pleading glance.
"Of course, my love," I said dramatically and scooped him up bridal style.
He giggled as I swooshed him out of the room and plopped him on the bed.
I laid down next to him and scrambled underneath the covers as he pulled them over himself. My lips pecked him on the cheek lovingly and I whispered in his ear, "I love you."
"I love you too, mon oreiller," he responded.
There was a moment of silence. Then I couldn't help but ask, "What's that mean?"
"Oh, nothing, it's French," he responded.
"Where did you learn French?" I questioned.
"Work," he said with a yawn.
"Oh, cool. What does that mean?" I asked him with intrigue.
He skipped a beat before responding, "My pillow."
My Percy really is too cute for words.