Yeet.
Annabeth didn't mind the morning. She didn't hate the way the sun rose above the clouds and wrapped everything in a soft blanket of light. She was fine with the silence that was only interrupted by the calling of birds. Annabeth did not hate the morning, but she did hate getting woken up at six in the morning by her sick boyfriend.
"Annnnabethhhhhhhhhhhh!" Percy groaned loudly, "You have to help meeeeeee!"
Annabeth rolled over in bed, turning away from her boyfriend, "You're fine Seaweed Brain. Now please go back to sleep."
"But Annabethhhhhhh, I'm dyiiiiiiiiing."
There were a few minutes of silence, and Annabeth had almost fallen asleep before Percy started coughing. Most of the coughs sounded fake, but it was enough to make Annabeth groan and roll out of bed anyway.
"You are so lucky. If you weren't sick, I would kick you butt." Annabeth muttered from the floor.
"I don't doubt that."
Annabeth sighed and stood up. While she started to get dressed, Percy wrapped himself up in all of the sheets and blankets on the bed. A few moments later, Annabeth had finished getting dressed. As she opened the door to the Poseidon Cabin, Percy thanked her, but she just stuck her tongue out at him (like a mature demigod) and left.
As Annabeth walked off to the Big House to get some Kleenex and medicine, Percy rolled out of bed and started to walk around it. He knelt down next to the bed and opened the drawer of the nightstand, grabbing a small box. He pulled it out from the drawer and opened it. Inside the box was a silver ring with a sparkling diamond. The demigod smiled to himself. To some people, a decision this big at such a young age would seem strange, and doomed to fail, but those people didn't know what these two had been through. Yes, Percy and Annabeth were young, Percy had only turned twenty-three a month ago, but the two had saved the world multiple times and had been through hell together. This felt right. He just had to wait for the right moment.
Suddenly, the door opened behind him. Oh shi-
"Okay, so I got you some Kleenex, some cough syrup and some- Wait, what are you doing on the floor?"
Percy turned around slowly while trying to hide the ring behind his back. "Um... Hi... Annabeth, how are you? I am fine, I uh- "
Annabeth took a step forward, "What's behind your back?"
"Um, well, I, uh..."
Percy was cornered. It looked like now was the right moment.
"Well... I was thinking that... uh... well... we've been together for a while... and I guess we've talked about this before... so..." The demigod (ungracefully) dropped to one knee and opened the box to show Annabeth what was inside.
She dropped the supplies in her arms and gasped as he asked the question, "Will you marry me?"
"Oh, my gods, Percy! Yes! But one question, did you fake being sick just for this? Because there were other ways you could've approached this."
"Well, I am sick, but it felt like the right time."
Percy stood up and hugged his fiancé, planting a kiss on her head. They separated and put the ring on her finger before looking at the medicine on the floor. He made a face and kicked it under the bed with one foot.
"I might be sick, but I'm not cough syrup sick."
"Oh? Then what kind of sick are you?"
"I'm cuddling sick." Percy said, as he flopped back onto the bed and patted the spot next to him.
Annabeth rolled her eyes but curled up next to her fiancé anyway.
There were a few moments of silence before Percy said, "When we get married, we need to serve blue waffles."
"Oh, my gods Seaweed Brain."
Ta-Da! And it is complete. The end.