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Jason Grace glares at his best friend, “I don’t know if i want to yell at you or kiss you.”
“You should definitely kiss me,” Percy sounds urgent, tugging them together by his sleeve. “Like right now before our cover is blown and they think we aren’t madly in love.” His best friend yelps.
And then Jason feels warm hands on his cheeks, and they are so close together, and oh gods he doesn’t remember how to breathe.
“You should never have talked me into a drug ring,” He scowls, and then he kisses his best friend. They’re so fucking screwed.