Even on in the days that Percy had to leave Leon on his own and return home, the Dagger would wander out on his own, preferring calm walks to jogging and sparring these days. He was more than happy to leave the lab to collect dust, only tinkering in there enough every day to say they worked for his meetings. He pushed deadlines back, which had been unheard of, but after justifying it to his father (who was proud to learn about his involvement in Bellum), it was all approved and seemed okay. One large, important main task continued to loom, but it was as if he'd forgotten about it. Project D.E.E.P. was imminent, and he'd already extended the deadline as long as he could. Still, it was about half finished and he worked on anything but it.
Speaking of working, on the days that the pair were actually in the lab trying to return to their pre-war lives, Leon hadn't had to pop Percy's focus bubble to eat since they'd gotten back. The inventor stopped on his own often for snacks and meals and general breaks. He also finally took all Leon's nagging to heart and was way tidier as he worked. Everything was organized and labeled. Hopefully, his lover was proud of him.
It was as if nothing bothered him anymore. It was impossible to make him angry, not even when playing videogames. He took losses with graceful laughs and wins with quiet acceptance when he didn't insist that Leon had been robbed of the win by the game itself being unfair. Even in their rare spars, he'd allow Leon to get some hits in and took them without so much as a puckered brow. It was only compliments and encouragement. Other than the brief flash of anger when Leon had broken his arm, Percy had displayed none of his short temper. It was all smiles and laughter and support for Leon's wellbeing. Percy seemed happy, for once.
This particular morning, one that had yet to see the sun peek over the curve of the world, Percy felt like meeting Leon for a breakfast picnic and a walk by the river. This year's Spring had just been born, so it was just starting to warm and things were beginning to turn green again. When he'd visited River Village last, he'd noted a flyer about a seasonal festival, which he also intended to check out with Leon later. It was a day of fun he had planned, which apparently was starting at 4 AM.
His sleek, black car rolled carefully through the town as the only car on the road at this hour. Everyone was still asleep, and though the roads were deserted and he could have been driving as fast as he wished, he was driving under the speed limit and with purpose. Though his navigational system could lose signal out here in the country, it was pretty reliable so far to get him into Leon's driveway with no problems at all. Percy glanced at the time on the dashboard. It was earlier than he'd intended, but there was no reason to wait. He'd been unable to go back to sleep after a fleeting dream woke him, so the only thing he could think of to do was go ahead and make the drive. At least this way, they'd be sure to catch the sunrise.
Getting out of his car and grabbing the basked and quilt, a very perky and awake Percy made his way to Leon's front door. He knocked as if he expected Leon to be asleep, though that thought hadn't fully crossed his mind yet. All that filled his mind was excitement over the day he had planned for himself and Leon. Even though they still saw each other nearly every day, he missed Leon being around all the time and the comfort that brought him. Maybe he was being a little needy today, in his own subtle way. Or maybe he was just the type to do sunrise breakfast picnics now. "Leon! Open up," he called, grinning to himself. There was no way this surprise could go wrong, right?