Oliver balanced the two cups on the tray as he sat down on the couch and wrapped the blanket around himself.
"Be careful Ol" Percy said in and almost bored voice. He knew Oliver wasn't going to be careful, and Oliver knew that Percy didn't really care if he dropped the tray.
"Dark Chocolate with vanilla" Oliver said as he took one of the cups and handed it to Percy who twisted his lip slightly into what only Oliver knew was a smile.
"My favourite" he said as he took a sip, feeling the warmth filling his body.
"Your bloody matches are gonna freeze both of us to death one day" he complained and as his feet slipped out under the blanket, he quickly rearranged himself, ending up with his shoulder leaning against Oliver's.
"Admit you like them" Oliver said with that crooked grin Percy loved so much that he couldn't help but just nod.
It only made Oliver smile more where after he took a sip of his own hot chocolate. Dark chocolate with milk and weak taste of orange.
"Next time it's gonna be warmer, it's gonna be in Brazil" Oliver said and Percy's eyes twinkled, he loved Brazil.