Sup, this is another chapter, kind of for the up coming MoA. ;ALSKDFH;LASDJ I'm so excited, I can't even.
Anyway, thanks for the reviews on the last chapter, I'm thrilled to know I have followers! Yes, I know I can check all that stuff, but reviews make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :D Anyway, I was just making this up as I went, so bear with me.
I don't own PJO.
Percy listened as the waves lapped at the shore. He watched as small ripples radiated from where the dock poles entered the water. He splashed his toes in the water, feeling the cool liquid seep in between his toes on purpose. He breathed in through both his nose and mouth, and tasted faint salt on his tongue, smelling fresh air and brine.
What a night.
Annabeth was really his girlfriend. It was a struggle for Percy to wrap his head around the fact that Annabeth wasn't just a friend anymore. He finally accepted his small fantasies of them being together, ones he had earlier rejected because they were supposedly just friends.
Percy sighed and leaned back, resting his head in his hands, laying on his back. He looked up toward the heavens.
Percy listened to the sounds of the woods in the distance, his ears straining for the telltale screech of a harpy. He gazed at the stars; brilliant, beautiful specks that danced across the faint Milky Way stretching lazily across the sky. He felt the wind in his hair, and the dock barely shake from the gentle waves of water sliding to shore. He opened his mouth, and just barely tasted the chocolate cupcake and blue frosting on his teeth. He breathed through his nose, and smelled lemons... wait, what?
Lemons... Lemons= Annabeth's shampoo. Lemons+ Annabeth's shampoo= Annabeth nearby.
It took Percy's mind several moments to figure the simple equation above in his head. It would have helped to have a calculator.
When he had thought it through, he blinked, and was about to sit up when something blocked his view of the stars. Annabeth.
She leaned over him, pushing her loose hair behind one ear. "How did I know you would be here?" she asked. He shrugged, and she sat next to him, smiling.
He glanced over at her. She looked even more beautiful than Aphrodite. But don't tell her he said so.
He listened to her quiet breathing, rhythmic with the waves and his own. Her hair glittered in the starlight, catching the light just right, making it look like liquid gold with just a streak of shining silver. Her eyes shone, and they looked just like the scene above, her irises melding with her pupils, but reflecting the stars in small glimmering specks. The sides of her lips were pulled up into a contented smile. He felt the warmth of her beside him, washing away the faint wisps of cold wind that had gnawed at his bones, even with the curse of Achilles. The tastes were the same. The smell of lemons (was that book-scented perfume?) was even more overpowering than before, making him a bit sleepy, combined with the warmth of her next to him.
"You might want to wipe away the drool, Seaweed Brain."
Percy blushed, stammering small arguements. Then, just to be sure, he wiped at his mouth, erasing any signs of drool. Annabeth giggled at him, then continued to gaze upwards.
He rested his hand on hers, and she looked down, surprised. He smiled a bit at her, then looked back up. They sat in silence, not speaking, moving. Just there with each other.
Then, Annabeth gasped. Percy's blinked, and something caught his eye. It was a shooting star.
It blazed green, a shade close to Percy's eyes. The couple watched in amazement as the long green streak crossed the sky.
"A shooting star," Percy breathed.
"Actually, it's not a star," Annabeth said. "It's a meteor. A piece of rock from space. The green is most likely due to the presence of copper."
"Shut up and make a wish already, Wise Girl." Annabeth threw him a scowl, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by one of contemplation.
"I got mine," she declared after a moment. Percy thought his through, then smiled at her.
"Me too," he said, looking directly into Annabeth's eyes. They glimmered like Mercury, widening slightly under Percy's intense gaze. Before either of them noticed what was happening, they were leaning in.
Percy was close enough to feel her breath ghost across his lips, and her eyelids fluttered closed. His did the same. Their foreheads came to rest on each other's, and their lips soon did the same. It was a quiet, gentle moment. Everything seemed to still around them.
Suddenly, Percy and Annabeth heard a loud cheering from behind them. They jumped apart, and stared, shocked, at the woman who was on the dock behind them.
Percy recognized her immediately. Aphrodite. The goddess was in a tight fitting crimson dress with deep halter top, the bottom just brushing her knees, with lipstick, fingernail polish, shoes, and a handbag to match. Her hair seemed to shimmer, never staying one color. For a moment it was honey, caramel, then darkened to milk chocolate and mocha.
The goddess squealed, and rushed over to them; quite a feat in six inch stilletoes, on a dock with wooden slats none the less.
"YES!" she squealed. "PERCABETH FINALLY HAPPENED!" she kissed Percy on the cheek, and brushed some of Annabeth's hair out of her face, then exploded into a shower of sickly sweet smelling hot pink bubbles.
"What did she say?" Percy questioned Annabeth.
"I have no clue," she answered. They heard a distant screech. Aphrodite must have been fangirling too loud. Annabeth breathed a curse under her breath, then stood up, lurching to her feet unsteadily. She balanced herself, then offered Percy a hand and pulled him up. They jogged for the dunes, then to the cabins. When they had to part, Annabeth quickly turned to him.
She grabbed his face and pressed her lips to his quickly, she could hear the screeches gaining on them. Percy looked dazed for a moment, and she snapped her fingers in front of his face. His face screwed up as he focused.
She turned him around and shoved him toward his cabin. She ran in the opposite direction, but snuck a glance over her shoulder. Annabeth caught him just as he was tripping over his own feet, still dazed from their quick kiss. She allowed herself a smug smirk, then closed her cabin door quietly.
Annabeth listened to the snores of her brothers and sisters, some rapid, some very heavy and slow. She watched the rise and fall of their blankets, and crept over to hers. She climbed into bed, and felt the soft covers encase her in a warm cocoon. She breathed in, smelling book-scented perfume, lemons, and Percy all over her. She still tasted their last kiss on her lips.
She fell asleep to the rhythm of her heartbeat, soothing, calm.
I really like using so much imagery in this chapter. It was a ton of fun to write, and I love fluff, if you can't tell.
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