Percy PoV
Hi, I'm Percy. I've been the guardian of the hunt for 500 years. It's a long story, and I doubt you have time to listen to it.I walked out of my tent to find Artemis being chased after by some minor god. I ran out in front of him and punched him square in the face.
There was a flash, and a bunch more gods appeared around us. A few stepped toward Artemis, one managing to knock her unconscious. I ran over, tearing through the gods. I stood over my charge, fending them off. The sound of whistling in the air and the sight of silver arrows brought relief.
As the gods were sent to Tartarus to reform, the last one lunged toward me and managed to stab me in the chest, in a place hidden by my coat. I hissed and tore out the dagger, throwing it into his head.
I thanked the hunters and carried Artemis to her tent, hearing the flap zip closed behind me. I set Artemis down on the bed, turning her head to check for any bruising, which there was.
I sighed, brushing my thumb on her bottom lip and kissing her forehead.
I stood up and removed my coat and shirt, remembering the stab. I cleaned it then poured a little nectar. Being partially immortal didn't mean I could use as much nectar or ambrosia as I wanted. I grabbed a gauze patch, holding it over the wound to soak up some blood.
I heard Artemis murmur my name and kneeled down next to her bed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Artemis's eyes fluttered open as she yawned.
"Percy, you're injured," Artemis chided. Without saying any more, she cleaned the wound and bandaged it.
"Thanks, Arty," I said, putting my shirt back on. I went to unzip the tent, but Artemis grabbed my hand. "Wait...Percy, could you...um...you know..." Artemis trailed off.
l opened my arms in invitation, which she took. Wrapping her in a hug, I said, "I'll stay as long as you like, Arty."
Artemis still in my arms, I sat down on the beanbag near the head of the bed. She rested her head on my chest and looked up at me. "Thanks, Percy."
Artemis shivered, so I grabbed my coat and wrapped it around her. "No problem, Arty," I kissed the top of her forehead.
I felt her breath start to even out, and looked down to find her fast asleep. I sighed and closed my eyes, letting Hypnos take me to his realm.
I awoke the next morning and saw Artemis still asleep, and Thalia glaring down at me.
"Seaweed Brain, you'd better've told M'Lady you're in love with her this time," she growled.
I gulped and shook my head. "Sorry, Pine Cone-Face. We didn't really talk much."
"Goddammit, Percy!" She yelled.
Artemis jerked in her sleep, and Thalia retreated, zipping the tent back up. I moved Artemis to her bed and tucked her in, headed to the bathroom to change my bandage. I poured a bit more nectar on it, completely closing the wound.
As I slipped my shirt back on, Artemis began to stir.
I kneeled by her bed and smiled at her expression as her eyes fluttered open. "Good morning, Arty."
"Um, good morning Percy. Was, uh, was what Thalia said earlier true?"
I sighed and nodded, looking down. "Yeah. I thought you wouldn't feel the same, so I just kept it in."
Artemis burrowed into my chest in a hug and kissed my cheek. "I've had a crush on you for damn near five hundred years, Percy."
