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There was a hurried knocking on my door, only my boyfriend, who wakes up literally at the crack of dawn would dare wake me up, no matter what day it was. I knew that I'd either have to get up out of my comfy bed to let him in, or he wouldn't stop knocking until I let him in. I groaned loudly in my pillow. I threw the white comforter off of me and reluctantly cast my feet from the mattress onto the cold hardware floor. I walked down the cold hallway and to the front door, and swung it open. As I suspected Will was standing on my front porch, a big dumb smile on his face.

"Merry Christmas, Death Boy," Will shouted, holding out a neatly wrapped present for me to take. I couldn't help myself by smile slightly. I took the present, which was incredibly heavy. Gods what had he got me? Will's smile grew bigger as the sun slowly started to rise over the tallest tree.

"I've said it before, and I'll say it again, you morning people disturb me," I said under my breath, Will barely heard.

"Come on Death Boy, it's Christmas, you can't be grumpy on Christmas!" As much as it pained me, I knew he was right. But I was still so tired. I grabbed Will's hand while tucking my present under my arm and walked us to the bedroom. I could sense his smirk.

"Wow Death Boy," he said in faux impression, "isn't it a little too early for some fun?" I rolled my eyes and if I had had a free arm I would've punched him. I lightly put the present down on a chair and threw myself on the bed, luckily still warm.

I patted the free space next to me. "Come lay down," I ordered. Will sighed, but did not resist. He pulled the covers down and I felt the mattress sink as he laid down. He snuggled closer to me, and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I smiled as I snuggled into his toned chest. This was my absolute happy place, in my nice warm bed, and most importantly in Will's arms. Nothing could harm me, no negative thoughts haunted me.

We stayed in bed for hours, I feel back asleep as soon as Will's toned and tanned arms were wrapped around me, but he just stayed awake and hummed(his humming wasn't as atrocious as his singing). When I finally woke up the sun was high in the sky, shining brightly through the windows warming my already warm body. Will was still humming to me, abet more tiring. I snuggled in closer to him, feeling the safest while in his warm, tan, and strong arms. I was tempted to force myself to go back to sleep, but Will had been so patient, that I had to stop being selfish and wake up. I stretched my legs and neck.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Will cooed to me before placing a kiss on my cheek. I smiled,

"Your breath stinks," I told him before placing a kiss on his lips." He scoffed,

"My breath does not stink," he proclaimed.

"Yes it does, Sunshine," I told him. He squinted at me.

"Well, if you're gonna insult me then maybe I won't give you your present," he said with false seriousness. I put on my best puppy dog pout and looked up into Will's bright blue eyes.

"Please don't take away my present," I said before kissing him again. He groaned, and though I knew he wasn't going to take away my present I felt an odd sense of victory overwhelm me, he couldn't deny me. We got out of the mega bed and made our way back to the living area where will had tossed my present. Luckily his present was hidden in the desk by the fireplace. Will walked over to the couch and grabbed the nicely wrapped present and again handed it to me. Just as I had remembered it was heavy, gods I hope he hadn't spent too much. Will was staring at me, his face warm and glowing. I felt hot blood rush to my cheeks. He'd probably spent so much money on me, and all I had gotten for him was a stupid handmade book.

"Well, aren't you gonna open it," he asked excitingly. I sighed and started to rip the shiny green paper and threw the red bow towards the side of the room and finally there was a bare white box in my hands. I opened the lid and was shocked when I looked in the box. It was a rock. A plain, ordinary, black rock. I looked up at Will, his eyes shining.

"What. Is. This." I asked slowly. Will didn't seem to be surprised by my reaction.

"Look under the rock," he informed. I rolled my eyes but did as he said. This time I was more puzzled. It was a picture of him, holding a small black kitten.

"I'm confused," I admitted. Will laughed and nodded his head. He walked over to the back door and opened it just enough for him to slip out. When he returned, in his arms was the same small black kitten that he had been holding in the picture, only this time there was a bright red bow attached to its collar. Will walked closer to me, and put the tiny black kitten in my arms. The creature stared up at me, it bright lime green eyes bore into my brown ones.

"You're giving me a cat," I asked Will. He nodded his head. I looked back down at the tiny kitten and it gave a whispered meow as it snuggled in closer in my arms. I looked at the cat and smiled. Will walked closer to me, and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in close to him. He placed a light kiss on my lips.

"Merry Christmas, Death Boy," he whispered. I hugged the cat closer to me and snuggled closer into Will.

"Merry Christmas, Sunshine," I whispered back to him. And just as I was about to kiss him again, a hurried, heavy knock on the front door startled us.

"Nico, it's Percy," the voice behind the door shouted. "I need Will, something's wrong."