Author's Note:
This just grew...
Pairing: Arthur/Percy
Prompt: Naked Truth
It was the naked truth.
There was no hiding from it.
He had hurt his whole family with the way he had acted.
But they had forgiven him.
And for that, he was grateful.
He hadn't really spoken much to his father since that day.
There wasn't any time.
They were grieving.
And then, preparing for the funeral.
He hadn't spoken to his father in a really long time.
He wondered if his father missed him, the way he missed his father.
Maybe not.
He sat down on his bed, and stared out his window.
A knock on his door startled him out of his thoughts.
"Yes?" He called out.
"Percy?" The door opened.
"Dad?" He asked, at a loss.
His father came closer and looked at him.
"How you doing son?"
"Fine," his voice broke a bit.
"Just wanted to give this to you," Arthur held out a cylindrical object.
"It's a fountain pen," Arthur said.
Percy stared at the beautiful pen.
"Hold on. Do you have any parchment?" Arthur was becoming excited.
"Yeah," Percy said as he pulled out a bit of parchment.
Arthur uncapped the pen and wrote on the parchment.
"Wow. It works just like a quill," Percy said in wonder.
"Here. Try it," Arthur passed the pen to Percy.
Percy tried the pen.
It felt very different from a quill. But it worked the same way.
"Dad," Percy looked at his father.
"Thanks."
Arthur just smiled widely at him.
"Percy," he said, becoming serious.
"If you need to talk," he paused and looked into Percy's eyes.
"I'm here for you son."