"How about we go for a walk?"
Percy looked up to see Wood leaning over the counter, "A walk?" his tone skeptical.
"Okay, so maybe I meant a fly," Wood admitted grinning. Oliver knew quite well that Percy was not fond of flying unlike the rest of his family. "We won't go fast I promise."
"If you help with dishes, maybe."
"Sweet," Oliver moved beside Percy planting a quick kiss on the other's cheek, "Just tell me what to do."
Wood loved how Percy would go along with his ideas to make him happy, even though he wasn't fond of the idea. Usually it resulted in some sort of revenge later, though.
Wood tried his best to do the same, even if that meant dong boring things.
"Just hold on tight okay?" Oliver kissed Percy's other cheek ignoring the pouting glare Percy gave him.
He mounted the broom followed by Percy who made sure to tightly grip the Quidditch player ' s waist, "You know this would be much more romantic if you didn't try to crush me?"
"Sorry, reflex," but Percy didn't relax his grip as they took off.
They flew around for quite some time and Percy never once relaxed his grip. Oliver didn't mind though, it was nice to have the other boy's arms wrapped around his waist for a change.
Usually he was the one holding onto Percy. Often times sneaking up on him and practically jumping on the smaller boy, which always scared Percy half to death. He would get scolded for it, but he knew that Percy didn't really mind.
"You know Perce, you're really not that affectionate. I'm always the one giving you kisses or pulling you into hugs. How come you never do?"
"It's embarrassing," Percy was resting his head on Oliver's shoulders, somewhat calmer now.
"Why?"
"It's just not, well, me. I'm not used to it."
"I guess so."
"Besides, I like it when you're doing it better."
Wood smiled as he steered them towards the ground.
That was awful. Hopefully the next chapters will improve. My brain isn't working with me on this story.