Kitten

5

In the morning, Percy was the first one to wake up which had to be the first time ever. Oliver usually got up right at sunrise to go jogging. Oliver was laying next to him, drooling on Percy's sleeve with he hold tight between his arms, just like a teddy bear.

Percy ran with his fingers through Oliver's hair, soft and brown. “Sweet Lord”, he mumbled and pressed a kiss on his forehead, just like his mother did it with him and all his siblings so often.

Percy knew Oliver didn't have an easy childhood. His mother left him and his father pretty soon after he was born and his father, even though doing his best to juggle a full-time job and a toddler, didn't have the time to care about him the way Percy's parents did when he was younger.

He felt a twitch going through Oliver as he woke up. “Merlin, what's going on?”

Percy immediately pulled his hand out of Oliver's hair and acted like his didn't do anything, even though he certainly was heavily blushing. “What do you mean?”, he asked as if he was just woken up.

“Why … why did you pull you hand away?”, Oliver said and Percy watched his cheeks turn slightly redder.

“It that the residual alcohol speaking?”

“No, silly. That's me speaking.”

“You know what I …”

“Yes, I do know what you're talking about, but your question was stupid.”

“There is no such thing as a stupid question”, Percy said, citing various teachers.

“Yes, there is. And this was one.” Oliver closed his eyes as soon as Percy started going through his hair again.

“Just like a kitten”, Percy said teasingly but very soft.

Oliver made a sound that Percy assumed should intimidate the purring of a little cat and he giggled. “That was the worse kitten imitation I've ever heard.”

All the sudden and without thinking about it, Percy pulled Oliver's hair and him closer. Before he could say something or even protest about the obvious pain, they kissed.

None of them could tell whether it was Percy or Oliver who kissed the other one first but in the end it didn't really matter.

As they pulled away it was an awkward silence between both of them, not knowing what to think. Did he mean it? Was it an accident. Merlin, what if that was a huge mistake?

Until Oliver asked quietly and very shyly. “Can I be your kitten?”

Percy blushed again and nodded, unable to say anything.