I can totally see Percabeth doing stuff like that.

Geez, I miss them so much.

Annabeth rolls the paint brusher down the wall, smiling widely. The lilac paint looks great and she's sure her daughter will like it.

"I still don't think you should do it, Annie." Percy says as he paints the wall on the other side of the room.

Annabeth's smile faints and is replaced by a groan. She takes off the mask that covered her mouth and nose, so she wouldn't have to smell the paint's scent.

"Jesus Christ, Percy." She rolls her eyes. "I'm pregnant, not sick. Don't treat me like a child."

"I don't." He puts the paint brusher down and walks to her. "I'm just worried about your health."

"Then don't." He stares at her a little bit more and she can't help but shot him a glare. "Seriously, don't bother."

"Annabeth…"

Annabeth sighs and puts the roller down, as well and Percy grins, but it's quickly faded away as she slaps his chest.

"Ow!" He groans, staring at the place she has hit just a second ago like it's burning. "What was that for?"

"For making me feel like I can't do anything!" She yells.

'Here we go', he thinks.

"I can't even eat properly!" She continues. "I want a burger! And curly fries! And onion rings, and a chocolate milkshake!" She slaps his chest again, ignoring his second 'ow!' "I want to eat something fat, not that healthy shit you're buying me!"

"Okay, okay, okay, okaaaaay!" He interrupts as she freezes in the middle of her sentence. "We're making a deal. We are going to McDonald's." She smiles like a child and puts her arms around him, ready to give him a big kiss, but her thoughts are faded away with his next sentence. "But, you're won't paint anymore piece of this room"

She shuffles and steps back, crossing her arms. Percy can't help but sighs in frustration.

"No." She disagrees.

Percy groans and walks closer. She steps back one again, step by step closer to the wall, until her back hits it and there is no escape from him.

He puts his hands on her waist and presses himself against her, smiling as he feels her curvy stomach.

"Annabeeeth." He mumbles and presses a kiss to her nose, then both cheeks, and finally, lips.

She gives in, kissing him back immediately, but as soon as she realizes what he's doing, she pulls away.

"Are you trying to bribe me, Jackson?" She tries to sound angry, but her voice is playful, eyes shining, lips smiling give him a hint that she's not.

"Maybe I am." He cracks a smile before he presses his lips to hers, once again.

"Alright." He murmurs against her mouth, voice low. "You can paint that wall you've started already, but only this one." He kisses her softly. "Deal?"

"Mhmmmm." She bits his lower lip sexily. "Deal."

He starts to kiss her neck and she closes her eyes in pleasure, and he quickly goes back to her lips, tongues battling for dominance.

As much as she doesn't like it, she pulls away, ignoring his sound of protest.

"McDonald's is it, then?" She asks. Percy buries his face in her collarbone and laughs, her joining.

"You're such a mood killer."

"Love you, too."

They smile at each other and in that moment, Percy thinks that he couldn't get luckier than he is.

"'Kay, let's go." He pats his pocket and they both can hear the car's keys tinkle. "I'm starving."

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