Apollo

It's a beautiful day. There're nowhere near any clouds on the blue sky. The sun shines heavily and pops out of that blueness. All the flowers have bloomed, the air is sultry with a pleasant strawberry scent, bees are bumbling everywhere, and all the birds are chirping. This moment's idyll is only interrupted by the youngsters in orange T-shirts running around in huddle and shouting. Although it's not that disturbing, since this day is everything, but lovely for me. I'm not in the mood to just sit down under a tree and write poems about nature... or love. However bright the sun is up in the sky, it's not because of me. But today has to be perfect, because this is the Big Day. The day of the wedding. I mean not mine, don't be confused, I've long given up on the idea of me having a wedding, but sadly, Percy's. Yes sadly, indeed really sadly. He marries Annabeth, and everyone is so crazy happy about it, well except for me.

It was a scorching night in July. Actually, the 4th of July, when it all started, when it truly began. Zeus invited all the demigods and heroes up to Mount Olympus. Basically, everyone was there. Everyone that counted, and even more. It was like an average party among gods, but all those humans were so impressed by it. Somehow, I didn't feel like partying. Ever since I became god again, I wasn't the same cheerful person anymore. I claimed I got more reserved and collected, but that's just me trying to cover the depression I fell into.

I stepped out of the throne room and found some of my children lingering around, so I had a little chit-chat with them, but I couldn't really concentrate, even if I loved them with all my heart. I made my excuse and searched for a quiet spot I could claim all for myself. As I was walking in the moonlight, lonely, farther and farther form the celebration and the crowd, I caught glimpse of a figure, sitting at the edge of Olympus. I recognized him, the best among demigods, Percy Jackson himself. At first, I wanted to avoid him as well, but just as I was turning away, I saw shiny tears running down his face. I stopped in the middle of my action and eventually my curiosity led me up to him. I sat down next to the boy, near a big tree and didn't say a word - somehow it calmed me down. Maybe it was what I needed right then: peace, calm and quiet, yet a company.

"Hey..." Percy turned towards me slowly with his body, after some minutes passed in comforting silence. "I don't do quests anymore, so whatever the hell you want from me, just go now. I can't help you."

"That's okay for me" I started and even put up my hands defending myself. " I only want peace and quiet, no deadly quests."

He looked at me doubtfully, but then shrugged and leaned forward for something. As the moonlight hit it, I realised it was a bottle of whisky. I had absolutely no idea how it got there, since us gods mainly drink wine or else Dionysus starts to throw tantrums. Don't ask me about that. Or him. Ever. "How'd you get that?"

"Wha'?" he growled, possessively grabbing the bottle, clutching onto it like his life depended on it. Who knows, maybe it did. "Can't I drink alcohol? Everyone here does so, so I don' get what's your problem?"

"Just because...just because I'm a 'hero' " he grimaced at the title he was always referred to, as if he didn't agree with it. "it doesn't mean I wanna be role model for everyone! I can do whatever I want!"

"No, no, you can drink, if that's what you think is best for you, but you know, I was wondering...I really like whiskey so I'm not complaining right now, but... how about I make you something better? A cocktail, perhaps?" I carefully suggested, treading lightly, in hopes of making him something much lighter, 'cause he was already drunk, I could tell from his flushed face ant slightly slurred words. "How about whisky sour? Hmm? Do you like that?"

"Naah, I dunno what you talkin 'bout, but fine if you shut up." He murmured then fell onto me and soon he started snoring.

I was pretty amused by that, 'cause I knew he had some severe sleeping issues, but I guess alcohol truly is a solution for everything. No, it's not, I was just kidding. I grabbed him afraid at first, then turned him so then he was lying on his side, his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair lightheaded. It was surprisingly soft, so I simply kept on stroking him, playing with his slightly curly locks, while he was sniffing peacefully. I grabbed the Jack Daniel's and took a long pull at it. He didn't let it go so I pulled harder, which only made him growl in his sleep, like a wolf puppy, when their favourite toy is taken from them. We were like that for half an hour, when he started mumbling in his sleep. I didn't understand a word, but then he seemed like having a bad dream, his muscles all tense and a panicked expression, so I gently tried waking him up. He was a bit confused at first, but as soon as he realised all the whisky's gone, thanks to me, as I decided to just get rid of the bottle all together, he got really angry.

"Youu son of a-" he couldn't finish thanks to a huge thunder followed by lightning. I suppose my father didn't approve of the title he was gonna be named. I pulled him up and lead him in my palace's direction.

"I took it as my payment for the upcoming cocktail you'll soon get. Just please let me hold you because you're gonna fall over otherwise."

"Hmmphm."

"Sshh, it's okay we're almost there." As soon as we arrived, he fell onto the sofa, and started snoring again. I didn't even care about him drooling all over the place, 'cause the whole scene was just so cute. As for me I was quite bored, so I went up to my minibar and searched among the drinks. I decided to make Blue Lagoon for both of us, but I used far more of the ingredients so that it would be enough for more rounds. When I finished everything, I put the jug and two glasses on a plate and took them to my jacuzzi. An evil idea sprung into my head, and I went back to Percy, who turned around somewhere along the time, and picked him up bridal style. He was light as a feather compared to my strength. At the jacuzzi I didn't bother to wake him just dropped him off into the water with a great splash that covered most of my clothes.

It was definitely worth the shouting I got from him afterwards. His face was so funny as he immediately got better and spirited. He was confused initially, but after I told him everything he just started laughing too, his shoulders relaxed, and temporary happiness seeped inside his muscles.

I desperately wanted to join him in the hot water, so I snapped my fingers to get rid of all my clothes. His face turned tomato red again and he even looked away blushing, like a virgin would for the first time they saw someone else naked. He looked super cute though, and I couldn't be annoyed by him or his shyness, I even laughed a bit. I stepped up the stairs leading to my jacuzzi that was half sunken into the floor. When my toes touched the water and sent ripples through the surface, I shivered just like them. Then as my private parts weren't visible anymore as I submerged into the heat, I told him he could look at me. He turned his gaze back on my face and smiled at me really shyly, eyes locking for a moment, then looked down on himself in doubt.

"Should I get undressed too? O-or is it fine?"

"It's okay for me either way. What do you wanna do?" I asked him while pouring us both a glass of the cocktail, the motion distracting him, as he haven't noticed the drink before.

"I don't know, I mean I'm not that comfortable with taking all my clothes off as you. However, I don't wanna stay dressed since it'd be weird too. I don't know." He started to breath real fast, so I decided I had to do something, before he sort of has a panic attack over something even as little as this.

"Okay, okay calm down! Why don't we start small? Hm? Like with your shirt? I'll help you." I said leaning closer, and he quickly grabbed his clothing, but then he got stuck and couldn't pull his left arm out. As I touhed his skin he shivered a little bit, even in the hot water, but at least the boy didn't jerk away. I took it as a good sign. He looked at me in the eyes and I started unwrapping him from the stubborn piece of clothing. When we were ready, he threw it away casually, like he felt home. I couldn't help but smile at that.

"What now?" He asked growling, I figured he was still annoyed and confused, but it somehow turned me on to be honest. "Do you have a problem?"

"No, it's fine, I just thought you were cute. But look, I made Blue Lagoon. Do you want some?" I got the cups quickly in my hands, as I saw him redden at my compliment and quickly diverted the conversation. "It doesn't have that much alcohol in it, but it tastes AND looks absolutely wonderful."

"Chh, you could've put more in it, but I guess it does look stunning." He looked at the drink with wide eyes as if he's never seen anything like that. I knew he'd like the colour choice. I offered him his glass and we clinked them together before tasting the liquid.

"As stunning as you're."

"Wha-?"Percy started coughing as soon as I said that, sadly in the middle of a sip.

"Never mind." I said already sipping from my second glass of it, I was maybe going too fast, feeling a bit strange. I didn't know what it was. Disappointment? Anger? I decided it's better not to care about it. "So, are you feeling better?"

"I do feel better thanks to the water, and to be honest this is not that bad, huh. Much better than that whiskey for sure, that somebody drank by the way..." he murmured and tried to look angry, but that cute pout plastered on his beautiful face only made me laugh.

"Are you laughing at me now? Hey, you asshole... Shut up!" He almost jumped at me splashing some water on me as well, but I couldn't stop it, I burst out and even laughed louder. I didn't even care that he called me an asshole, he was just way too adorable. He then actually pushed me underwater and hit me several times before I finally got my act together and started attacking back, tickling him.

It was probably the best idea I've ever had.

His eyes went wide, and his mouth formed an 'O' and burst into laughter still underwater, so many bubbles forming around him I almost couldn't see his features, as soon as I touched his side. He tried kicking me but I grabbed him by his pants and pulled him closer, against my chest. His eyes became even wider, and he stopped everything and held his breath back. It was only then that I realised I had been holding my own breath, as only sea or some type of water entities could do that. I looked into his fierce eyes and hot, wild passion surged through me. I started unzipping his pants and he didn't stop me, he even helped me unbutton it. It was all crazy and I didn't understand what was going on, but I figured as long as he doesn't object, we were good.

We pulled it down together and then he was only in his boxer pants while I was still completely naked. I saw his eyes travel down my body, and probably he realized that too, then flicker back up to meet my gaze.

"You look gorgeous" I stared deep in his sea-like eyes as the words left my lips as soon as we rose above the water's surface.

"Umm...thanks." He whispered looking back into mine. His hair was wet which I found unusual for him, and he was breathing heavily, like he'd run a marathon, his chest was heaving. "Wait, what?"

"You look absolutely gorgeous, Percy Jackson."