A/N: Oh gosh. I'm sorry it's taken so long to update. Forgive me? Say you'll forgive me.
"You're going to lose everything," Wood said. "Is that what you want?"
His voice was level. Percy wished that Oliver would yell, would lose control. Maybe then he'd have something other than silence as a response.
"You left your family. No, abandoned is better word. How do I know you won't do it to me?" Oliver continued.
Percy looked up, eyes wide in surprise. "I would never..."
The Keeper scoffed, arms folding over his chest. "Why not?"
"You're all I have left," the redhead whispered.
"And whose fault is that?" Again, Oliver's tone was light, lacking accusation and sharpness.
Percy slumped against his boyfriend, burying his face pitifully in Oliver's chest. "I didn't want it to be like this."
