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Outtake 5

Leak

[WARNING: Fluff?]

"What happens if there's a leak?"

"A what?"

Percy propped himself on one of his elbows, facing me in such a way that he was still lying on his bed. "A leak. Remember our first kiss?"

I rolled my eyes, grabbing one of the pillows and hitting him on the face with it. "The one you accidentally filmed without telling me? How could I forget?"

"It would be a shame if someone else sees it."

"Yes, that would be a shame, because I'm going to have to kill you." Was I dead serious or kidding? I wasn't really sure.

He scrunched his face to pout at me. "You'd be pretty devastated, too."

"Hmm," I mused. "And why is that?"

"Because…"

He sat up suddenly, grinning mischievously before settling his body on top of mine. "Oof, Percy. You're heavy. Might want to reduce on those pancakes."

The proximity of his face was still enough to make my breath hitch, even after months of dating and doing teenager stuff by Matthew and Bobby's standards.

Now's not the time to be thinking about Matthew and Bobby, Annabeth.

"You'd be devastated because who's going to do this?" He lowered his lips until they caught mine. It seemed that my hands knew exactly where to go; they tangled themselves into Percy's already messy hair, doing the dirty work to make the teenager stuff really obvious.

"I don't know. The male population of Goode High is pretty significant," I joked in between. He pulled away, raising his eyebrow in the process and giving me a deathly stare.

"You wouldn't."

"The female population's not that bad either."

And then he kissed me again, a little more forcefully this time. I could feel the blood rushing to my neck and onto my face. I could've sworn I heard him growl a little.

"Mine."

"Percy!" I laughed. I don't really know why my senses chose this time to do so. I think my brain's been reduced into some kind of herborvian mush. Herborvian isn't a word. I'm not even sure where I was going with that statement. Gah.

We've gotten pretty good with the kissing, and he's gotten pretty good at using it to make me shut up, because my words drowned as he moved his lips to my neck. His hands snaked under my shirt to hold the skin above my waist.

"Percy," I tried again. "Your mom might walk in."

"She's not going to care."

Sally's no tattletale like Matthew and Bobby, but the thought of her catching us in this, uh, particularly intimate position…

I let him kiss me one more time before I playfully pushed him away. "Embarrassing, nonetheless."

He pouted again. I could only roll my eyes at him. "We need alone time. And fast."

"We see each other all the time," I pointed out.

"You find a way to stop the kissing."

"Yeah," I chuckled. "Like we still don't have enough of that."

"It's not enough," he whined, propping himself on his back again. "Do you think we can ask Clarisse if we can borrow the Pub after meetings?"

I finally laughed out loud. "Sure, Percy, because that's not going to be obvious at all."

"The janitor's closet near the gym is pretty spacey."

"Yeah, uh, no."

"It doesn't smell too bad, according to Jason."

I raised an eyebrow. "Jason?"

"Yeah. He and Piper just got together, and I think they're worse."

"Oh. Well, that's nice." I shook my head disbelievingly. "I meant them getting together, not the being worse part."

"The library?"

"Really, Percy?"

"My car after school?"

"Are we seriously talking about potential places to make out?"

He grinned. "We should make a checklist."

I smacked him with the pillow again. "You're insane."

"For you, baby."

"Gross!" I screeched, sitting up and this time hitting him multiple times. "Who are you and what have you done to my non-cheesy and pick-up-lines-less boyfriend?"

He was laughing when I finally lifted the pillow from his face. He removed the thing from my grasp and clutched my hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss it softly. "I tried."

I shook my head slowly, radiating playful sadness. "You disappoint me."

"Even more so when you find out I posted our first kiss online."

"You what?!"

"I'm kidding!" he cried as I decided his pillow was now my most formidable weapon. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, I'm kidding!"

It was my turn to climb on top of him, except I wasn't exactly doing the same gesture. The soft killing device on my hands kept him laughing and down on the bed. "You better, Percy Jackson, or you're not going to have any kissing for a while!"

His laughter died down after a few seconds. He was choking on his own breath. "I'm kidding," he said again, chuckling and trying to push himself up. "I'm more afraid of not getting my daily dose of Annabeth kisses."

"Okay, seriously?" I stuck my tongue out at him. "Who are you?"

His eyes were playfully bright. "Percy Jackson, someone completely in love with the person currently strangling me."

"Dork."

"You love me."

"But, alas, you love pancakes more."

His eyes lit up. "Pancakes?"

I feigned hurt. "I knew it." But I climbed off his bed, anyway, and held out my hand to help him up. "Come on. Let's go get some pancakes."

He cheered as he got up.

End of Outtake 5

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