Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, if anyone was wondering.
Your day.
As twenty two year olds, Annabeth and Percy lived in a small apartment in upper east side. They were silent watching discovery channel, which Annabeth loved, and Percy simply dreaded, when Annabeth gave him some news.
"Percy?" He looked up from my lap, "Yeah?"
She half smiled, "I'm going to visit Thalia and the hunters tomorrow. Just wanted to tell you. Okay?"
He thought about it. The hunters were full of century old persuasion antics, and he hoped it wouldn't be enough for Annabeth to even consider leaving him to be a huntress. He knew she loved him, and she looked excited about it, and so they're offer shouldn't bother him. Truly, the only thing he was actually worried about was that without Annabeth, his day would be a bore.
"Sure, tell Thalia I said 'hi' okay?" He muttered. She smiled eagerly, and he got up from discovery channel with a quick excuse that he was going to bed.
"Bye Percy, I'll see you later okay." Annabeth said with a quick peck on his cheek. He smiled, but it quickly faded as the door closed. Just about four and a half hours to go…
He slumped on the couch, watching one of his favorite movies, Finding Nemo. Walked in the room and picked up a photo of Annabeth and studied it. How pathetic of me. He shook his head. One hour and he'd already gone all "depressed and lonely mode".
He was lucky to have someone like her, and he missed her so much and she was only gone a few hours. He sighed gazing at it again. I'm a loner. He concluded, flopping onto the couch. He considered popping open a couple beers, and inviting Nico over, but he quickly changed his mind, wanting to be completely sober when Annabeth came back.
Rolling over on the couch a countless amount of times, taking a few quick naps, eating and sighing, is a basic account of how his day went. He didn't think Annabeth had this much of an effect on him.
Usually they did nothing special. Her presence just made him feel good. It felt like years, when finally, he heard keys at the door, and scuttled quickly to greet Annabeth. "Hey Percy!" she said, pulling him into a swift kiss. "Hi Annabeth,"
"How was your day?" He asked, "Oh Percy it was amazing!" she gushed, which was not really like her. She must have had a really good time. "Artemis is the best story teller. Obviously, considering the fact that she had centuries of hunters to tell stories about…"
She droned on and on, honestly, he didn't catch much. He just watched her lips, and eyes, her blinding smile. He groaned, growing impatient, and leaned in, lifting her chin up to meet his face, and kissed her passionately, pulling her onto him, so that he lay beneath her on the couch. She gave in, and kissed him back, sucking on his bottom lip.
She finally pulled away, but left her face inches away from his. "So, how was your day?" She whispered.
"Oh you know," He said simply, "the usual…"