Hi! It's my first Percy Jackson story here, so it may be kinda bad or OOC sometimes. I don't know exactly how I came to love and ship this couple, but I just do. All of these one shots will be set after HoO, when Drew will become a tad bit nicer. Some of these one shots will be an exception to this, and I'll usually tell you when it's before Piper arrived at Camp Half-Blood. Of course, because some are directly after, they may have to do with Drew's transition and her attempts to be a better person. Not all of the one-shots will end in fluff, though, because Drew isn't always (er, ever) sugar n' spice and everything nice.
Dramatics
"Drew, you're being ridiculous," my boyfriend calls to my retreating form.
Ridiculous?!
"What do you care, hon?!" I shout back only looking over my shoulder for that one moment. Any longer and I'd crumble and go back to him. "I'm kinda not your girlfriend anymore!"
As far as I was concerned, we were into the break up stage. This was the final fight. Only one of us could win and dump the other before we shattered into pieces. And I refuse to be the one dumped.
…..or have my heart shattered into pieces.
"C'mon, Drew, you know that you're being unreasonable right now." Will insists. I can just sense a smirk forming on his lips. Apparently I'm being amusing to him.
"Says you," I retort, still walking away. Not the greatest comeback, but I'm usually not that charismatic around Will. For some reason, my throat always runs dry and I can hardly think of words to say when I'm around him.
Will only groans at my semi-immature response. I can't tell because my back's to him, but I'm pretty sure he's running his right hand (the one without the Ace bandage) through his gorgeous blond hair.
Gods, you're about to break it entirely off with him, Drew! Quit complimenting him!
"Drew." My boyfriend, if I could really call him that, ultimately says in all seriousness. I guess he's finally realized the graveness in this break up process. He's either supposed to beg for me to come back or just let me go.
"What?!" I snap, turning around with my hands on my hips.
Mentally, I picture what I must look like right now to him. Cute black mini skirt and orange tank top with sunglasses atop my head. Luscious dark hair falling down into ringlets. Pretty warm brown eyes framed by a thick set of lashes. Perfect pink lips. I'm practically irresistible. Maybe he's regretting the fact that our relationship has come to the break up phase.
Will says nothing, only looking at me with the most soulful expression in his blue eyes. It gave me this weird feeling that I totally did not like.
"Stop staring at me like that!" I stamp my foot in frustration. I guess one could say I was a diva and a control freak.
Will is still silent as he closes the distance I had previously put between us. He gently tucks a stray lock of hair behind my ear. That is enough to temporarily quiet me.
"I still think you're being a little overdramatic," he whispers, his lips just barely touching my temple.
"Am not," I quietly protest.
But I no longer had the drive to continue the fight. A big part of me loved the feel of his arms around me and how he could make me feel like the most loved girl in the world despite my, shall we say, unlikeable qualities.
"But that's what makes you so adorable at times," he continues, ignoring my objection. "Your eyes always spark up with all these emotions and your lips always press together."
My eyes widen. Will hardly ever spoke about anything pertaining to my appearance. Maybe he thought my ego didn't need a boost, or whatever, but ever since our relationship started, he'd only say things about my personality or how I was acting...and because I'm not the nicest person in the world, those compliments can be very scarce at times.
"Will….." I say softly.
Will grips onto my arms, urging me to just stay quiet and listen. And maybe I was just imagining it, but did he seem a little bit possessive and unwilling to let go of me?
"I really do like you…a lot. And I guess I haven't been the boyfriend you've always wanted," Will says in a low voice.
"No!" I want to protest. He actually was more than my perfect idea of boyfriend. Maybe I was a little bit afraid that I wasn't enough for him. Surprising, right? The great almighty, her-hotness Drew is worried that she isn't good enough for her boyfriend.
"But I can be," he continues, "We can make this work. I'll sing you all those love songs I wrote about you, I'll give you chocolates and flowers, and always try my best to make you happy."
Then he stops and gives me this heartbreakingly hopeful look.
He must really believe I'm going to break up with him...
I start laughing against my own will.
"Drew?"
I ignore him, pushing myself away from him so I can bend over as more laughs come out of my mouth.
I can just sense the confusion that's rolling off him in waves.
"I'm sorry," I just barely manage to squeeze out between laughs. He was probably rethinking his whole opinion of me right now. What kind of a nutcase daughter of Aphrodite would laugh at such a romantically sweet moment like this?
"Something I said was funny?" Will asks me dryly.
"No," I finally manage to keep the laughing to a minimum.
"In fact," I say, wiping tears of laughter from my eyes. "I just realized something."
"And that would be?" Will raises his eyebrow at me.
I surprise him by leaning into him, "That I have a perfectly amazing boyfriend who loves me for all my…..."
"…over dramaticness?" Will's confident smile is back.
"I guess," I say, my eyes half-lidded as I come even closer to him.
And then we share this super sweet kiss that makes my knees weak just thinking about it.
And done! Ending might not have been the best, but whatever! Just to let you guys know, when I first posted this story, it was in a rush, so now that I have time, I went back and added more.
So, what do you think? Love it? Hate it? Despise it? Do you think that Will and Drew were too OOC? Have any ideas on what the next one-shots should be like?
Please give me your comments, opinions, and suggestions!
