Beginning Notes

Hi..?

Yes, that's right, I'm still alive lol. I literally said 'yeah, I hope to have some more updates this week' and then disappeared for a century. Whoops, my bad, sorry.

Anyways, I'm here with another chapter, finally. So yeah, thanks to my amazing friend (lovleylittlelion on ao3, go check them out wink wink) for the prompt uwu. As always, characters belong to Rick Riordan, and I hope you guys enjoy.

What if someone saw their significant other in their hoodie for the first time were just absolutely whipped?

Annabeth

Annabeth had heard it a thousand times: Oh, they looked so soft and cute in my sweater and it was absolutely everything I ever needed to see. But she never got what was so special about it. She'd heard it from Jason, Frank, both Magnus and Alex, and now it was Will who was ranting about his 'adorably small' boyfriend.

'I mean, I expected him to look cute in it, because he always looks cute, but he was basically drowning in the fabric and it just made him look like a little kitten,' he said, the stars in his eyes clearly showing.

Annabeth nodded, pretending to be interested.

'I swear, I'd give him all my hoodies if that would mean I could see him look so soft and comfy every day.'

'Right...'

Will looked at her. 'I-is that weird or something?' he asked. 'I thought everyone liked seeing their significant others in their clothes...'

'Oh, no it's not weird,' she assured him. 'I mean, everyone does really seem to like it for some reason, but I don't really get it.'

Will patted her shoulder and said: 'Nico doesn't get it either. Percy will, don't worry.'

With that he walked off to the Apollo cabin, leaving Annabeth confused as to what he'd meant.

She sighed and decided to just leave it for now.

Later that evening as everyone was getting ready to gather around the campfire Annabeth decided that it was quite chilly and quickly ran past her cabin to grab her favourite oversized pink hoodie.

When she got back she sat down next to Piper and got ready for another evening filled with smores and campfire songs.

Afterwards she went with Percy to the Poseidon cabin for late night cuddles and enjoyed the feeling of falling asleep in his arms.

Percy was already gone when she woke up, but he'd left her a little note: went to grab breakfast with leo, see you at 11. love you wise girl

Annabeth frowned. What was there at 11 again? Oh, right, sword practice. Mondays were the days that she and Percy trained the newer campers on how to defend themselves from monsters.

A quick check at the time told her she'd overslept and was going to be late if she didn't run.

'Shit shit shit shit shit shit,' she repeated as she threw of her hoodie and grabbed one of the spare camp shirts Percy kept stuffed in a drawer. She then dashed out of the cabin and arrived at the arena slightly panting.

'Right on time Wise Girl,' Percy winked at her.

She smiled back. 'Well, time to teach them some moves Seaweed Brain.'

After practice Annabeth took a quick shower and then went to grab some lunch with Nico who'd decided to help out with the lessons too.

'So, how are thing with you and Will?' she asked smirking.

Nico rolled his eyes, but Annabeth could see his slight smile. 'Fine, I suppose. Why?'

She shrugged. 'No reason, really. Besides that Will held an entire speech about you yesterday.'

'Typical,' Nico snorted.

'No, seriously, he talked for about ten minutes straight about how cute you looked in his sweater.'

'Doesn't sound very straight if you ask me,' Piper said, who walked past them and then sat herself down at the Aphrodite cabin.

Annabeth let out a laugh, and Piper sent a quick wink her way before she turned to her brothers and sisters to join their conversation.

'Well, since we're on the topic of Will's sweaters, it's pretty cold, so I'm going to go steal one,' Nico said.

She quickly finished her food and then decided that it was indeed pretty cold, so she went to the Athena cabin to get her favourite hoodie. Annabeth could wear a different hoodie, but she was stubborn, so upon not being able to find it, she went to ask Percy if he'd maybe seen it around.

When she opened the door to the Poseidon cabin she said: 'Hey, Percy, have you by any chance seen my...'

The words died in her throat. Percy was sitting on his bed, reading a letter (most likely one from Sally) and wearing her hoodie. He smiled at her, making a warm feeling spread though her body, and Annabeth knew she was gone for. Percy looked absolutely adorable in the soft cotton candy pink hoodie, the ginormous sleeves being too long for even him.

'Hi, Annabeth! You left your hoodie here, and I was cold so I put it on. You don't mind do you?'

She shook her head. 'Of course not.'

At that he seemed to smile a little brighter. 'Oh, my mum sent me some pictures of Estelle, do you want to go through them with me?' he asked.

'I'd love to.'

She walked over to him and sat in his lap, and as they looked at pictures of his little sister, Annabeth finally understood why people liked it so much when their significant others wore their clothes. And if she 'accidently' left her hoodie in the Poseidon cabin more often, so what? It was an accident, and totally not an excuse to see Percy wear it every now and then.

End Notes

Ahh, how I missed writing stuff for Percabeth. Anyways, I hope you guys liked it, and I'll see you in the next chapter (whenever that is lol). Oh, and if you have any what if? promts yourself, just let me know! Have a great day everyone, byeee :)