Author: Memories Left Abandoned.
Warnings: Slash. I don't feel like typing the entire big A/N so this is all you're getting.
Oliver rushes up the stairs, Percy following closely—more calmly—behind, and the latter shuts the door just as Oliver begins to shout.
"I'm tired of your fucking excuses, Percy!" He's positioned himself at the opposite end of the dorm from Percy and has prepared for a fight. Not that he'll get one.
"We've been over this, Oliver." He sounds tired, like he's gone through this before (he has). "We can't."
"Why the fuck not?" Percy resents Oliver's overuse of curses when he's angry. "You can't just simmer your entire life, Percy!"
The redhead looks away, completely unable to respond.