Hey! I'm back with another Tumblr prompt sent to me (I'm also thejudgingtrash there, come say hi! :)) The request was literally "Virgin!Percy and Chad!Annabeth"... the meme, y'know? So do with that info what you want and please enjoy the story :D It has slight mature-ish themes, but only slight.

Also thanks again Torie for being an amazing beta! ;

Red Solo Cup

It didn't come as a surprise to Percy that Annabeth rushed past him into his apartment and threw herself onto the sofa. She basically was at home at the Jackson's and a more than welcome guest. "What happened?" Percy asked.

"Broke off with Ethan," the blonde shrugged and grabbed his cherry coke. Another boyfriend that the college freshman dumped, another nonchalant reaction from his 19-year-old friend. Percy had learned early on not to ask Annabeth why her relationships didn't work out. His best friend would rage into a monologue for hours and talk about every little detail. Every single one. From the small size of a penis, to the number of warts her ex's grandma had. Every detail. Percy had been burned more than once before.

"Well another one bites the dust," the young woman said and turned her favorite show on. Percy had to admit. He was jealous. Whereas Annabeth was living her fullest and free as a bird with relationships and flings, he didn't. Instead of hanging out with new friends, he stayed in and babysat his sister. His interactions were mostly limited to group chats. The Dominican rarely got out. Percy didn't know whether it was social anxiety speaking or just an extreme case of introversion.

He looked okay, passable. According to some of Annabeth's girlfriends he was cute and looked exotic, although he didn't like that word. Having light eyes and a deep complexion shouldn't count as looking exotic. Percy wasn't built like his cousin Charles Beckendorf and he also didn't have the charm of Annabeth's ex Luke Castellan. Or the coolness of Annabeth's latest fallen boyfriend Ethan Nakamura. But he was passable. More than fine. Not a huge slob, a great listener, an amazing cook and a great friend. So how come he never had a real relationship. How come that he never had been kissed, that he still remained a virgin to that day? Was his quietness that off putting? Percy just hoped that he wouldn't join the crazy ranks of 40-year-old incels spewing their bullshit online and potentially harming people. He just wanted to find his soulmate he could cover in his baking goods.

"What's going on?" asked Annabeth who was confused at his silence. Percy was usually way more talkative and would fight for the remote control because he hated watching her dramas.

"I don't know. I'd really like to meet someone to talk to," he confessed and didn't dare to look her in the eyes.

"Huh? What do you mean? We're talking right now." She took another sip from his drink.

Percy rolled his eyes. "That's not what I meant. I'd like to have a relationship. Explore crushes and love and all of that."

Annabeth was surprised. She didn't know that being single annoyed him that much. "Oh please. Relationships are overrated. Trust me."

"It's not just that. I haven't got any experience." Percy was a terrible flirter. Sweaty palms, accelerated heartbeat, and stuttering. Middle school and high school had been hell. "I haven't even kissed someone and I'm nearly twenty!"

"So what? You're making a deal out of this. It's so weird and just not like you. That literally doesn't matter in the grand scheme of life. Don't force it. When you're ready, you're ready." His friend shrugged. "Also, if I remember correctly, we have kissed before."

A sloppy wet kiss that Percy buried deep into the darkest pits of his mind.

"Come on, Annabeth." Percy rolled his eyes. He almost would have been offended if he hadn't been so tired. "That was in ninth grade and part of truth or dare."

Annabeth crossed her arms. "I still think that counts!" she disagreed.

Percy just sunk into the sofa and sighed. "Alright. How many people have I kissed that haven't been you?"

Annabeth remained quiet. Percy had a point. He really didn't go out to meet new people. Meet new friends or acquaintances. Meet someone who he could see as a date. The blonde felt uneasy and licked her lips. Her gaze rested on the young man next to her who had a sour expression on her face and continued watching Grey's Anatomy against his wishes.

"Okay, Mr. I'd like a relationship. There's a party next week at Reyna's," Annabeth started and caught his attention.

"You want to have some experiences? That'll be the place to be and see what you've got. You're in?"

Percy had to admit. He felt uneasy and nervous. But then he sealed his fate and nodded.

"Okay, let's go to bed, I'm tired." Annabeth and he sleeping in the same bed was a habit they had ever since they were nine and it never stopped.

The week passed. Seminars and classes had been attended and assignments were half way done. Friday evening was the time where everyone was finally letting loose. Percy was getting ready in his room.

Annabeth's advice was a text she had sent an hour earlier which only said don't show up naked, wear something comfortable. Not particularly helpful. He settled for a white dress shirt and dark jeans. Perhaps too much, perhaps too little. He wasn't a party person so he wouldn't know. It wasn't much until he saw Annabeth in front of Reyna's house where people were already drinking and laughing in front of it. She was speaking to a little group of people and seemingly cracked a joke as they began to laugh.

"Percy!" She waved him over. She looked good in her jeans and the dark crop top. Lose golden curls that rested on her shoulders. The group dissolved and entered the house.

Annabeth examined him. "You look good," she smiled.

"Likewise."

Annabeth's mouth was agape. Then she laughed. "You really need a lesson in flirting. Let me be your teacher." He'd rather not. Annabeth in hunting mode was something you only wanted to witness once.

As soon as they stepped into the house, they were greeted by clouds of weed, sweat and cheap alcohol. A brunette shadow walked up to them.

"Perseus! You made it!" Reyna hugged him and he stiffly hugged her back. Yes, he was that bad with people. Even people he had known for years.

"Hi Reyna," he laughed. Reyna raised an eyebrow and looked at Annabeth. The native Puerto Rican thought that Percy would bounce like he always did.

"Reyna!" Thalia, Reyna's girlfriend called for her.

"Okay, see you guys around." Reyna excused herself.

Annabeth turned to Percy. "Alright. Let's scout and watch out for some prey for you."

"You're making it sound like you're Bear Grylls ready to fight for some survival shit." Percy was weirded out. Party Annabeth was scary.

Annabeth laughed and slapped his shoulder. "That's basically the spirit."

He followed her into the living room which was full of drunkards shouting and grinding over the worst DJ Khaled remix that he has ever heard. Before Annabeth could talk about the plans she had in her mind for Percy, the fates had other intentions for them.

"Oh hey! Annabeth, right?" Some blond schmuck approached them. He looked like a trust fund baby that has never heard the word no in his life before.

"Octavian! Oh my god, it's been a while!" They hugged and Percy felt incredibly awkward. Being the third wheel was not fun.

"Who's that?" Octavian eyes the tall young man behind her.

"Oh, that's just Percy, don't mind him." Ouch. That hurt.

"I'm going to get myself something to drink. You two have fun," Percy decided. Annabeth waved and promptly forgot about him.

Percy fought his way to the kitchen. He had forgotten how rude drunk and high people could be, especially when they loved to block paths. As he entered the kitchen, he ran into someone. A young woman with auburn hair and a frown on her face.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" He asked and helped her stand up right.

"Oh yeah. I'm just tired of this place. Why did I agree to come to this party?" she sighed and was glad that the cute stranger wasn't part of the annoying drunk crowd.

"I feel you. I hate this," he sighed. They both shared a smile and a laugh.

"Why did we agree to this?" she giggled.

"I guess we like to torture ourselves," Percy chuckled. She was nice. Found an instant liking to her. "Percy," he introduced himself.

"Call me Calypso," she smiled. An instant connection had been made.

"Want to drink something? Non-alcoholic that is?" Percy proposed and hoped that his voice didn't crack.

"Gladly," she left and took his hand.

It dawned Annabeth slowly. She had forgotten something. Didn't she come to this party with an intention? Not just drinking and dancing. But something else. The college student had been talking to Octavian, danced with him, talked a bit with his friends and now they were alone again. It was abundantly clear that he was interested in a short fling.

"Oh fuck," she remembered what she had forgotten. Or more who she had forgotten. Percy. Where was he?

"Huh?" Octavian asked.

"I've got to check in on a friend, don't move, I'll be right back," the blonde smiled and winked.

"Oh, alright." Octavian said. He was trapped in Annabeth's web. Just the way she liked it.

Annabeth looked out for Percy. She had seen her friends Piper, Clarisse, Hazel and Reyna again but none of them had seen him. Annabeth checked her phone. Apart from Instagram stories that had been shared frantically, no new messages. Percy was the type to text her immediately should he leave. Hell, he would have told her in person.

She reentered the living room with a frown on her face. Her gray eyes scanned the area and actually found his messy black haircut on the dancefloor fairly easy. Percy and dancing. A smile slipped onto Annabeth's face. Then it dropped. Percy wasn't working it in the middle of the room alone. He had his hands around the waist of a curvy small brunette. Percy had gotten his wish. The entire purpose of this operation was to meet someone new. And the way he threw his head back to laugh proved that he fairly enjoyed himself.

Annabeth felt a thing and that one thing only: boiling rage. Her feet acted immediately. She marched to the dancefloor and pushed everyone aside that had been in her way until she got to Percy and the mysterious girl at his side.

"Percy! There you are!" Annabeth said and threw herself onto him in a hug and broke his embrace with the stranger. Then she grabbed him and pulled him out of the crowd. Confused, the mystery girl followed them.

Percy was perplexed and looked down at Annabeth, who was behaving very oddly. That was not the usual chill Annabeth he knew. Percy looked to Calypso and saw the hurt in her eyes. Oh no, she must think we're together, he thought.

"Uh, Calypso this is Annabeth, a friend of mine," Percy explained and saw how the brunette visibly relaxed.

"Best friend you meant to say," Annabeth corrected and stole his red solo cup. She had to admit that being reduced to a friend hurt her way too much. Her smile cracked at the taste of soda instead of a delicious liquor. She had forgotten that Percy was a non-drinker in the heat of the moment. She needed something that would wash her annoyance away. Annabeth shook hands with that Calypso girl.

"Calypso, like the dance?" she asked with a slightly condescending tone.

"Uh yeah, exactly. Like the dance." Calypso said and raised an eyebrow as Annabeth got a hold of Percy's arm.

Percy looked back to Annabeth and gently tried to pry her off. Her grip only tightened, and her fingernails dug into his skin.

"And what is this supposed to be?" Calypso asked and pointed at Annabeth who claimed Percy's complete right side. She sounded annoyed.

"Nothing," Annabeth innocently smiled. The cold harsh look in her eyes said something else.

"Um, Annabeth, weren't you talking with that Octavian guy? Or what was his name?" Percy's discomfort was clear, and Annabeth ignored the hint.

"Oh yes, but I'd rather spend my time with you!" she grinned and didn't let go of him.

"Sorry girlie but it's clear that you're ruining our moment." Calypso's hand waved between her and Percy.

"What moment? Am I not allowed to hang out with my best friend?" The irritation in Annabeth's voice rose. Percy and Calypso looked at her in shock.

"If he's your best friend, then I'm pretty sure that you'll see enough of him? Just leave." Calypso rolled her eyes.

"What if I don't want to?" Annabeth innocently pouted and tilted her head. "Percy's always there for me which is what I want right now. Sorry Calypso. We're having a moment right now."

Calypso's mouth pressed into a thin line. Annabeth enjoyed seeing her frustration rise up.

"Alright, listen Annabeth normally I wouldn't say this but you-" Calypso's eyes widened. Annabeth had turned Percy's head to herself and pressed a kiss onto his lips.

Percy's eyes widened before they automatically shut down. Annabeth was an excellent kisser and her soft lips felt like a dream. Percy had to admit that he enjoyed the kiss. He enjoyed it way too much. Then he broke it off. Shock was written on his face and his eyes wandered from the all too pleased Annabeth to a speechless and hurt Calypso.

"I can't believe it." Calypso shook her head, turned around and left.

Annabeth smiled a victorious grin. Then she looked up to Percy and saw him for the first time. Not as a friend, but as a handsome guy that she happened to know all too well. His sea green eyes scanned her face and his lips were slightly parted.

"Annabeth, what in the fuck was that-" Annabeth cut him off with yet another kiss that she deepened. This time Percy didn't break the kiss off. He held her tight and touched her warm back. He felt her grinning between the kisses.

"Come with me." Annabeth said. She didn't give him a choice. She took his hand and dragged him out of the building. Party be damned, they could celebrate at home amongst other activities. Alone.

"What are you doing? Where are we going?" Percy asked.

"Oh," she said and turned around to look him in the eyes. "I'm just making sure that no one else is bothering you."

The End.

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