•Peace•

•Chapter Thirty-Three•

=Chapter Thirty-Three=
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It's 3 am
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Friday, 27th of September

I awoke to my stomach growling.

I realize now that I had fallen asleep and skipped dinner. I had yet to open my eyes and get up, but I was unusually warm. And really really comfortable.

I snuggled into my pillow, which seemed a bit firmer than usual, but I didn't mind because my whole bed radiated warmth.

The hand laying comfortingly on the back of my head shifted down to my neck-

Wait a second—

My eyes shot open as I realized I wasn't in my bed, I was on the couch.

"Good morning." Jason mumbled sleepily below me, his voice a lot deeper than normal.

I lifted my head from his chest, my face flushing in embarrassment.

"You stayed the night?" I asked, a hit of guilt slipping into my words.

"Yeah.. I didn't mind. You're a nice blanket." He grinned.

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have fallen asleep.." I let my chin rest back on his chest. I wasn't sure how to get up at this point.

His hand that was on my head now raked through my hair gently combing it. "I'm glad you did, Percy. It's not often I get to hold a beautiful woman in my arms all night."

I slapped his arm, rolling my eyes. "Shut up."

He chucked. "What time is it?"

"I dunno. It's still dark.." I turned to look out the small window.

"You can always go back to sleep.." he hinted.

"..as comfy as you are, I think the couch is not an ideal resting location." I pushed up and Jason relented, helping me sit beside him as he sat up and slid his legs back towards the floor.

He reached down to the floor beside the couch and picked up his phone.

"It's 3 am.." he chuckled.

I gawked. "What? Seriously?"

"Seriously." He nodded afirmativly, showing me his screen, although that didn't help much since I found the screen both too bright, and the numbers blurring together.

It seems that my glasses abandoned me once again.

"Agh.. where are my glasses?" I looked around, finding them on the side table on the other side of Jason.

He noticed my distress and picked up my glasses.

I held out my hand to receive them, however he paused, staring at my face for a moment.

"What?" I asked, an incredulous expression painting my face.

"Nothing." He bypassed my hands and placed the glasses on my face, his fingers brushing against my cheek softly.

I could've sworn his touch lingered a second longer than normal.. but it was only a second.