Hi everyone! I know I should be updating my other stories, but this idea has been eating my brain alive for the past day!

Title: Perfectly Imperfect
Main Characters: Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase
Status: a few days after PJ and the Staff of Hermes

Percy's POV

As I stared down into Annabeth's beautiful grey eyes, I couldn't help but think how lucky I am. She was absolutely perfect, flawless, gorgeous, graceful, wise— everything that I was not. I couldn't fathom what she liked about me. I was a dim-witted oaf compared to her.

She grinned up at me, and I was blinded by her brilliant smile. Her teeth shone in the moonlight. When she leant up to kiss me, my heart sped up.

We had been dating for just over a month. I should have been used to it by now. But I was beyond grateful that she was still with me. That she had decided to stay with me, even though I had forgotten our first anniversary and instead scheduled a battle with a giant and a swim through sewage water.

Every time she kissed me, I would be amazed all over again that this perfect girl had chosen me.

I brushed a blond lock off her forehead and she shivered, and sighed contentedly, resting her head against my chest as we sprawled on the beach, the moon high overhead and the waves pounding on the shore.

Annabeth's POV

As I stared up into my boyfriend's gorgeous green eyes, for the millionth time in a month, I thought about how Aphrodite must really love me to bless me with Percy.

He was far from perfect- but it is his flaws that I love about him. His teeth were crooked, and he was a lot paler than me. His hair was unkempt and couldn't be tamed.

He was overly impulsive, and perhaps not the brightest crayon in the box— but his imperfections were endearing to me.

I loved the way his messy black hair contrasted sharply with his sea green eyes; the way his smile was crooked and his eyes glinted with a mischievous gleam.

He was perfectly imperfect, and I loved every bit of it.

But what did he see in me? I was cunning and calculating, cold and conniving. I had a rotten sense of humour, and laughter came rarely to me, if not at all.

I wasn't overly pretty— my eyes were dull and grey and boring, my hair limp and colourless.

Percy's eyes were alight with an emotion as he brushed his hand lovingly across my forehead. I shivered at his cool touch— it was soothing, but at the same time, it set my heart racing and my thoughts reeling.

Why does this boy make me so vulnerable? My mind screamed. Why does he make my walls come down when no one else could?

All the same, I loved just being here with him. I sighed happily and settled on his chest. His heart beat in harmony to mine.

Our gazes locked, and that strange light in his eyes once again puzzled me to no end.

I pulled his head down to me with one hand and kissed him softly, unable to resist the urge. Through his cotton T shirt, I could feel his heart speed up, and I smiled, happy that I could affect him so.

And then something dawned on me— that puzzling light in his eyes, the way he made my heart race, why I was even having these thoughts in the first place— it all fell into place.

Oh, was all I could think.

I met his eyes again and ran my hand through his silky locks.

And then and there, it dawned on me.

I had known this boy for four and a half years. I had secretly liked him for two of those years.

But only now did I realise it— I was in love with him.

Oh.

Short and sweet! Do you think I should continue this as a Percabeth one- shot series?

I probably couldn't update very often, at least until I finish my story Last Wish, which dominates most of my time, but is it an idea to consider?

Tell me in a review!

Thanks for reading!

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