Hiii guysss. this is crazy that i'm posting within a week of my last post. I just had a sudden burst of inspiration I guess.

I hope y'all enjoy. Things are about to get crazy for Persephone...

"So….." I say, my eyes intently staring at the grout on the bathroom floor.

"Hey, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do," Hades says, "But I'm game for anything."

I can feel his eyes burning a hole into the top of my head. I half-heartedly shrug.

"Fine. How 'bout this, we don't have to kiss or anything-" I can feel my cheeks burning up, "But I don't know anything about you and you don't know anything about me. Except that we were both unfortunately named after Greek gods…. What if we just ask each other questions?"

"Ok." I hop up on the counter, sitting on my hands. "But you have to go first."

"All right. How old are you?"

"17, what's your favorite color?"

"That question is dumb but I guess," Hades crosses his arms and leans against the wall, still staring at me with a bemused expression on his face, "Black, probably."

"How did I not see that one coming?" I say, a grin forming on my face.

"Ah, so that's how I can make you smile!" His smirk grows even wider, "Are you usually this sarcastic?"

"No, only for dumb asses who hang out with Apollo."

"Hey, now! What do you have against Apollo?"

"Not gonna answer that, because it is my question. How old are you?"

"18. I graduate in 6 months. Answer my question now." He says, leaning toward me.

As I open my mouth, there's a sudden knock on the door and I fall off the counter, startled, almost falling into Hades, who catches me deftly in his strong arms. His hands gently grip my arms, steadying me. I look up at his face, noticing the concerned expression behind his always-present smirk.

"It's been 7 minutes, live-birds!" Caitlin calls, a laugh in her voice.

I quickly detach myself from him and his dreamy eyes-

Stop that, Persephone….

And quickly go to open the bathroom door. I'm greeted with the sight of at least 20 other kids I don't know, loud music, humid air, and the distinct scent of alcohol.

Shit.

I push through the crowd of teenagers humping and making out till I get to Stella.

"What the actual FUCK." I grit through my tightly clenched teeth.

"Oh my god! YASSSS KWEEENNNNN!" I can hear the exclamation points in her voice. "Go thank Apollo! He did this! I'm 18 and this is my PARTAAAYYYYYY"

The foul-smelling drink in the cup in her hand sloshes out, hitting my feet. I am going to kill Apollo when I find him. Caitlin comes up, handing me a cup with a sickly-sweet smell coming from it.

"Drink it, Perse! You need to loosen up and go with the flow!" Caitlin says, flinging her arm around my shoulders.

I grimace and take a sip. I practically gag. What I thought to be a super sweet punch, turns out to be filled with acid. It burns as it goes down my throat.

"What the hell is in this, Caitlin?" I ask.

"Kool-aid, lemonade, grape juice," She lists off her fingers. I raise my eyebrows at her, "Oh, and vodka. Good, isn't it?"

"No."

"Come on, Perse, please try it one more time for me?" Stella asks, turning on her puppy eyes, "It's my birthday after all…."

I groan, "Fine."

Raising the cup to my lips, I hold my breath, taking another sip. The second sip tastes better and doesn't burn as much going down my throat. I take another drink, and then a gulp, and then another.

"CHUGG!" Stella practically screams in my ear.

I quickly down the drink, emptying the cup. I let out a whoop, my head rushing with energy. Someone hands me another cup full of alcohol. I drink the second cup within the minute. I can feel Caitlin and Stella's eyes on me, impressed with my sudden change in attitude. My head begins to feel light-headed.

"Let's DANCEEEE!" I shout to them.

They grab my hands and we shove ourselves into the mass of sweaty bodies and begin to dance. Soon a similarly drunken Hermes, Apollo, and Hades join us.

Drink after drink is handed to us and we drink all of them rapidly, in succession.

"Guys, I-i-i thinkkk I'mmm gooingg to go sit doowwn forrr a minuttee," My words slur together as I push through the teenagers to the couch. On one end is a couple aggressively making out, the other end unoccupied.

Hades sits in the middle, obviously just as drunk as me. I plop down next to him.

"Heyyyyy…" Hades says, "Come-eerrrr"

I lean my head on his shoulder, my mind up in the clouds. He nudges me, and I look up at him. Fuck, his eyes are beautiful. Hades stares at me, his eyes glancing back in forth between my lips and staring into my eyes. I begin to lean forward, and Hades follows similarly.

And then his lips are on mine, kissing me, gently at first, then deeper and more urgent. I return the urgency, adjusting myself in his arms, making my face more accessible to him. Hades' hot breath tastes of mint and vodka.

Before I know it, he's picked me up and carrying me up the stairs.

Damn, my head hurts like hell. The sunlight coming through my blinds causes my eyes to squint.

Wait. I don't have a window in front of my bed. I sit up suddenly, causing a wave of pain in my head.

Something's not right. I look over to the other side of the bed. Then, I see him. His toned and muscular bare shoulders. His blue hair creeping slightly down his neck. And then it all comes rushing back to me.

I slept with Hades.

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