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Some important information - Percy and Annabeth are both older, in their twenties, and they are mortals. They've been dating for a number of months now. They arent living together, but Annabeth stays over at his place pretty often. There isn't much of a back story to this at all, but please don't let that scare you away. This is kind of a test run for me to see if people like my writing. The plan is to have this be a part of a bigger story rather than just a random one shot.

They were lying in bed together, Annabeth was tucked into Percy's side – half on his chest half on the bed – their legs entwined as he absentmindedly played with a few of her blonde curls with his other arm curled under and around her, holding her close.

"Percy?"

"Mm?"

Annabeth leaned up, propping herself on his chest by her forearms and making sure not to dig her elbows into him – he'd complained about it once.

She brought her right hand up to the side of his face. He leaned into her hand and her thumb moved in a little arch on his cheek bone.

"What is it?" He blinked a few times trying to wake himself up more. Her silence got him more attentive.

Annabeth loved the expressions he made when he was worried or confused.

His face made her smile. Sometimes he was just so…cute. She wondered from time to time how such an attractive, hot and sexy man could be so cute.

She moved her other hand up and tried to smooth over the crease that had formed between his brows. When his face relaxed a bit, as well as his shoulders, Annabeth moved her hand down to the side of his face. Her right thumb still rubbing his cheek as she held him.

She just stared at him. Taking in every detail about him that she could; the uneven bits of stubble that were just barely beginning to show, the angles on his face, shape of his nose, curve of his ears, absolutely messy hair, those wonderfully incredible eyes that she could honestly probably spend hours staring into.

She focused on those eyes, her soft smile growing wider.

"I love you."

Her voice was quiet but firm and very clear. Possibly the biggest smile she had ever seen spread across Percy's face.

His right hand – that had earlier been playing with her hair – moved to the back of her neck and pulled her close, sealing her lips to his. They were both smiling like idiots, making the initial moment of the kiss a bit difficult. It was a kiss just shy of bruising, certainly heated, and definitely filled with an incredible amount of passion. It was a kiss that held a very deep meaning.

After they settled down, they moved around to get comfortable again. Percy was flat on his back and had his right arm straight out and being used as Annabeth's pillow, with his left hand resting lazily over his stomach. Annabeth was tucked into his side again, using his arm and shoulder as her pillow.

Her boyfriend was asleep and even though she herself was very tired she couldn't fall asleep, her whole body was buzzing. She looked up at him; his head was tilted slightly toward her, his mouth just barely open and a thin line of…drool was falling onto his pillow. It almost made her laugh. He looked almost like a boy when he slept and again she wondered how this man could sometimes look so cute.

She didn't mind that he didn't say it back. It didn't make her love him any less. There it was – she loved him.

A smile tugged at her lips and Annabeth glanced at Percy's hand that lay on his stomach. She moved her right hand over and laced her fingers with his giving a light squeeze.

With one last look up at Percy, she noticed a faint smile that wasn't there before on his drooling face.

Annabeth let out a happy, contented sigh and snuggled further into Percy before closing her eyes.

Morning light was coming through the partially covered window streaming across the foot of the bed when Annabeth opened her eyes. Her arm was loosely draped over something along with part of her leg. Although that thing was missing a mop of black hair. Actually it was missing a lot of things that would make up her boyfriend. That would be because it was a pillow…

Really, Percy?

She had very recently told him that she was in love with him and he didn't have the decency to let her wake up in his arms… Annabeth let out a sigh.

Stupid Seaweed Brain.

She was a little put out that he wasn't in bed with her, but she let it go. She sat up, ran a hand through her hair, stretched a little and then made her way to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

She made her way to the stairs and stopped when she heard noises, then her nose kicked in. Food.

There was a small curious smile on her lips as she quietly walked down the stairs. When she got to the bottom the smile dropped immediately, her eyes going wide.

Over in the kitchen on the table there was a bouquet of roses and three sunflowers. Was there even a florist open right now? On the counter there was an open carton of eggs, a plate with a paper towel covering it and a few pieces of bacon on top, and a bowl with some sort of blue batter.

Then at the stove stood Percy. He had the handle of a pan in his left hand and tongs in the other. He wasn't wearing a shirt and he had on a grey pair of baggy sweat pants that hung deliciously low on his hips with the top of his black boxers poking out.

There was a loud pop and then a hiss followed by "Ow! Fuck." Percy scooted his lower half away from the stove, his arms still outstretched as he held the pan and tongs. He was mumbling to himself and set the tongs down angrily.

"…upid bacon." He grabbed his shirt from where it lay on top of the counter and shrugged it on.

Annabeth still stood at the foot of the stairs, hand over her mouth trying to silence her laughter. She didn't want to startle him and by chance make him splash himself with very hot bacon fat.

A few more moments and Percy took the bacon from the pan and move it over to the plate and mumbled something along the lines of "glad you're done", before switching pans. He cracked three eggs and scrambled them for just a few minutes before putting a flat pan on the stove.

He grabbed the bowl with blue batter before placing it back on the counter.

Percy snapped his fingers, "Chocolate." He said as he turned to the cabinet and shuffled around before finding the treasured bag and turning back to continue making breakfast. "Who doesn't like chocolate chip pan—"

He was a deer caught in head lights. Eyes wide and frozen in place, Percy stared at Annabeth. A hot blush rushing to his face.

"Good morning…? How long have you been standing there?" He squeaked out.

A sweet smile was spread across Annabeth's face, her arms loosely folded over her chest as she leaned against the wall beside the stairs, "For a little while. Good morning to you too, by the way."

She walked over to him as he still stood rooted in place and wrapped her arms around him. Trying with all her might to keep from laughing at his surprised and embarrassed face, she leaned up and kissed him just under his chin.

When Annabeth pulled away and grabbed a piece of bacon, Percy finally snapped out of it and started moving again.

"Hey, hey! No." Percy said as a playful reprimand, "Breakfast isn't ready yet." He snatched the bacon away before she could take a bite.

She gave him a pout.

"N-no." His voice not at all sounding firm, "Just a few more minutes, I'm almost done. All that's left are the pancakes."

He turned away from her – not able to look at her pouty face without probably breaking – and dumped some chocolate chips into the batter.

Annabeth grumbled out a "fine" and went over to sit at the table facing Percy as he worked at the stove. She grabbed one of the sunflowers and played with it, running her fingers around the petals.

After cooking, flipping and finally moving about eight pancakes to a large plate on the counter, Percy started to move all the food he had made to the table.

He sat down at the adjacent side of the table to Annabeth's left and looked at his creation with a proud smile.

"This is a lot of food, Perce."

He tilted his head as he looked over how much he had made.

"Well just grab however much you want, I'm pretty sure I can finish off whatever you don't eat." He said that sounding proud that he could eat a ton of food.

Annabeth rolled her eyes and shook her head with a small smile. Honestly, she was surprised that his body could still look so good even when he ate so much food - junk food most of the time.

She looked at the food and moved some eggs, three pieces of bacon and two pancakes to her plate. She couldn't help but stare at the pancakes.

They were blue.

She had been to his mother's house and yes, she's had many of Sally's blue cookies, she hadn't had blue pancakes yet.

Giving them another glance she decided for a third pancake. Once she was done, Percy moved the majority of the rest of the food to his plate, but left some off so that he had some room left on his plate.

"So what's with the breakfast? I mean – I'm not complaining. It's great and I thought it was really nice, it's just you've never done it before. Plus there're flowers." She pointed to the roses before looking back over at him.

"Oh! I forgot about those. They are for you." Percy told her with a smile.

Annabeth let out a soft chuckle, "Well I figured they were for me." She smiled at him.

Percy reached over and grabbed her left hand, running his thumb over her knuckles. He looked at her, with a completely serious expression, but he had a soft smile and his eyes were gentle.

The blonde straightened up - almost worried - and knit her brows together.

"I love you."

Her face relaxed. A raging blush covered her cheeks and she knew it. She was completely blindsided by that and with wide eyes all she could sputter out was "O-oh."

He was staring at her with such big, warm adoring eyes that she couldn't stop the smile or the tears that were forming.

Her heart was pounding in her chest.

Her breath was caught in her throat and she didn't think she could be quite so happy after just hearing three simple words.

Annabeth turned her hand over and laced her fingers with her boyfriend's. He gave it a squeeze and his smile grew.

"I didn't want to say it last night after you had told me."

"Wh—"

Percy blushed a light pink, "I didn't want my first time telling you that I love you to sound like a response." He looked away with a shy smile, "It would have been sincere if I told you last night, but I just…I don't know, I didn't want…I wanted it to be special." His head shot up and his eyes were wide, "Not that, when you told me, it wasn't special! Because it was. God it was great and I'll always remember it. My chest swelled and I just so happy. I didn't think I was going to be able to sleep but then with you just in my arms and stuff it just felt so right and comfortable, I was out like a light." He was rambling and his cheeks had darkened a few shades.

Annabeth stood up and moved over to Percy. She sat in his lap, grabbed his face and kissed him hard. In her mind it was definitely one of the best make-outs they had had up to that point.

She felt something warm on her cheeks. She thought she had her tears under control but apparently, with his words, there was just no helping it.

Quite a few minutes later they separated, but just barely. Percy had his right hand around his girlfriend's waist and just a little under her shirt, while his left hand was resting on her upper back between her shoulder blades.

Annabeth – being a little taller than Percy as she sat in his lap – leaned down and pressed her forehead against his with her eyes closed. A bright smile on her red lips.

"I love you." She said giving him a light kiss and then looked at him. "And I'm really hungry, so how about we enjoy this lovely breakfast that I have not forgotten about."

Percy nodded his head, a goofy smile on his face, and just then his stomach rumbled.

They stayed still and just watched the other for a few moments before both burst out laughing.

Annabeth moved back to her chair and after a few more laughs and giggles the two ate their breakfast of blue chocolate chip pancakes, eggs and bacon.

Throughout breakfast the two shared some shy glances with the other, and some lingering looks, along with a few more laughs when Percy missed his mouth because he was staring so intently at Annabeth and his syrup soaked piece of pancake smudged his cheek and fell into his lap; but the entire time the two of them never lost that happy smile.

Thank you so much for reading my story! Really means a lot. I hope you liked it, it would be a huge help if you could tell me why. If you didn't like it, it would still be very helpful for me to know why you didn't so that I can improve my writing.

I want this to be part of an actual multi-chapter story, but your voice would really help me to move toward that!

Thanks again:]

Posted 5/12/14