Oops im might have change povs like a lot in this one, I know I always do that slightly but oh well…
This is like K, not even T. it's the fluffiest ever like rereading it I was like whoa I swallowed a spoonful of sugar or something
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Percy really liked her lips against his. He had been thinking about that when her voice interrupted his trail of thoughts.
She moved closer and whispered in his ear "Let's get out of here"
They were at the back of the bonfire, the Apollo campers were singing happy tunes and the rest of the campers followed their lead while eating marshmallows. Nothing out of the ordinary, they won't miss a thing.
They got up and walked away silently. He looked back at the campers but nobody seemed to notice their absence or care.
Percy laced his finger through hers; her hand was really warm and nice to hold. He hoped his fingers weren't too sticky for the s'mores.
"Do you think we can go out again later this week?" She looked at him "I mean...I– only if you want to"
Annabeth laughed at his nervousness and nodded "I'm sure we can Seaweed Brain"
"I feel like I have to make it up to you," he murmured looking at his feet.
"What for?"
"For yesterday"
"I had a good time yesterday"
They'd both dressed nicely to eat at a restaurant but they never got there, after Argus dropped them off in New York and they got into the subway, well…monsters happened and rain happened...more like, a freaking downpour happened –he felt like Zeus was spoiling his date on purpose, the fact is that he probably was.
After fighting the monsters they managed to get food at an almost closed fast food place. They ended up eating cheese burgers and sharing fries with cheddar on the parking lot under a small roof, drenched and exhausted. They lost their ride back so they went back to his mom's apartment, who was pleased to have them. They sat on the floor of his room talking until very late and then Annabeth crashed on his bed with some borrowed clothes and he took the couch.
He had fun, they laughed a lot, but it wasn't the idea he had for their first official date.
"But it was a complete fail"
"Percy I told you, I had fun!"
"Oh, don't get me wrong. I had fun too"
She gave him a reassuring smile and leaned to kiss his cheek.
"I think it was better, it's who we are," she shrugged.
"We can still go...maybe to the movies?"
"Sure"
They sat down on the sand and Percy couldn't find anything to say, she kept quiet as well, so they sat in silence. The waves crushing on the sand and the monsters on the woods were the only sound.
Annabeth kicked her sneakers and extended her legs, leaning back on her hands. He watched her delicate features. She looked relax, the corner of her mouth was slightly turned upwards...the trace of a smile.
They started dating only two days ago and he realized he had never kissed her first.
How to start a kiss? Do you just go for it or– and how many was too many for the second day of dating? Was there a specific number for new couples?
"You okay?" He realized he was staring at her, turned to the side, his chin resting on his hand propped in his knee.
"Yeah, yeah. Just thinking"
"About?"
He saw her hands playing with her camp necklace. Another bead on it this year, it summed up to nine, plus her father's ring and it looked so good on her.
He shrugged but she wasn't looking at him, but to the sea that was really calm, as if resembling his emotions.
"Do you remember when you taught me the constellations? It was right here"
Dating had turned their relationship a little awkward. This wasn't the first time they had skipped a bonfire to sit on the beach alone...but it felt so different now. In these two days he had forgotten a few times that they were dating but then he would look over at her and it hit him hard like 'oh, my gods! Percy keep it cool! This is Annabeth, the girl you've known for four years…but wow she's holding my hand and…now I think she's going to kiss me. Oh, my gods'
So yeah, that was what was going on inside him every five minutes. He really tried to keep his emotions in check or hid them as best as he could but whenever he encounter Grover he was like 'Wow man calm down' –he thanked the gods the rest of the world didn't share an empathy link with him, specially Annabeth.
He pulled the tide up with the next little wave and it crushed on her toes. He could see a small smile playing on her lips knowing that he had done it.
"That was four years ago" She said after a moment, matte-of-factly. And with his mind going on about all that he almost forgot what she was referring to…right the stars! "I remember, why?"
"Just-"
He couldn't remember where he was going with that. It seemed corny to start his sentence talking about the stars she taught him...what was he going to do? Compare them to her eyes? What an idiot.
"What?"
"I was thinking that I–" He clear his throat, better to say it straight forward.
Annabeth was looking at the front, it was the same as in his birthday, and he could almost feel her laughing at him even though now her expression was impassive
"That I–I like you," he said in a low voice. "I like you a lot and I don't think I told you"
She turned to him, after a very long second, with a smirk. She took his hand, was the electricity ever going away? The heat of her skin seeped rapidly into his going up his arm.
In the moonlight she could see how a deep blush spread through his cheeks and neck. She laughed quietly and Percy didn't know if she was laughing at him, she probably was.
He didn't know if it was necessary to say that out loud. Of course, they were dating; they knew they liked each other. Percy knew she liked him for at least for a year, kissing him in Mt St Helen was a pretty big hint and he liked her even longer…but whenever he tried to voice any of his feelings he got tongue tied and he really wanted to say those things to her, it was important.
"I like you, too"
A big grin broke in his face.
The fact that she was looking at him like that. Gods. Her grey eyes were intently looking into his and he couldn't look away. He couldn't think. He couldn't breathe.
Her eyes. He really liked her eyes, too. He had its color memorized; the many different shades, the many stages of the raging storm.
The one she had when she was talking about something that excited her, like architecture, sparkling passion; her eyes in battle, darker and determined, ready to take you down; the teary one she had yesterday when she cried a little against his shoulder about Luke; the special color she seemed to reserve to glare at him; that soft grey her eyes turned when she laughed because he said something stupid; and this...the intent gaze she was using now.
He wanted to lean closer and kiss her but there was something in her eyes that made him hold, he couldn't move.
This moment was a torture and at the same time, it was totally worth it. These few seconds just before a kiss, before the soft pressure of her lips against his.
She started leaning closer slowly, too slowly. She was winning again, completely paralyzing him. His eyes shifted to her soft lips, following the corner of her mouth and the line curving at her bottom lip.
Before he knew it she was kissing him. Percy let his eyelids drop to enjoy it —not before cursing himself internally.
What kind of guy didn't have the guts to kiss his girlfriend first (or ever)...She was his girlfriend, right?
When their lips met he felt light headed, as always, she softly fitted her lips against his mouth.
Her hand went to the small of his back and lifted his tshirt up just a little, just so her fingers ghost slightly —so freaking slightly over his vulnerable spot but oh, gods! he can feel that so much. He gasped against her mouth, and the tingles go all the way to his heart.
The combination of her lips and touching his core drove him all kinds of crazy.
They were really feathery kisses, purely lips, nothing else. They weren't those mature kisses with whole open mouth you see at movies. He felt their relationship was too new and fragile for that, and he liked her kisses a lot anyway. They were slow and sweet and perfect, and you simply don't rush perfection.
As soon as she'd pressed her lips to his she was pulling away. He wasn't ready to let go of her just yet, with her quick kiss he barely had time to lay his hand on her shoulder. He wanted so much to keep her there, against his mouth.
He didn't let her pull away completely and they looked at each other inches apart. Annabeth loved that whenever she stopped kissing him he swallowed as if she had momentarily taken his breath away. His hot breath made her lips tingle
She was even beautifuler up close, he thought —he could almost hear her voice chiding 'you cannot make a superlative like that, Seaweed Brain!'
He plucked out courage and set his hand on her waist, pushing her softly towards him. He pressed his lips to hers (praying to all the gods to be doing this right)
How hard could it be, really?
He could tell he had surprised her because she froze, completely taken aback.
He brought his other hand to cup her cheek and used it to guide her mouth towards his every time he pulled away slightly. He pressed harder with every kiss and moved his lips intently against hers.
Percy kept kissing her slowly, he didn't want to stop, her lips felt so good against his. Not like Rachel's or Calypso's, her lips felt different and warm and sweet.
When he pulled away she turned her face away to the side, the hand on her cheek fell on his lap.
He heard her let out a little breath and noticed how his chest felt heavy, rising and falling. He felt light headed and like free, warmness spreading on the inside of his body and his gut was twisting and turning like the feeling of powerful water.
Kissing, he decided, was like swimming, but so much better.
He realized how he still had his hand on her waist so pulled it away and gripped his hands together.
She was still looking away from him, her shoulders moving alongside her breathing.
Annabeth was at the point of freaking out. She run her thumb through her lips, still tingling from his kisses. Her other hand was buried on the sand.
The butterflies on her stomach. The thing everyone talked about when in love, she'd just gotten it. It was the corniest, stupidest and girliest thing to 'feel butterflies' but really there were no other words to describe it and she considered herself a person with an extensive vocabulary both in English and in Greek and Hades her heart bit was crazy.
Nothing had ever felt like that in all her sixteen years. It felt like...deep affection? caring? love? Gods. After the few people in her life that cared for her and then left, it was a good and warm feeling but it was also really scary.
"Di immortales," she muttered under her breath.
Was that a curse? He thought it must have been a trick of the wind on his ears. He couldn't be so bad at it. How could he be such a bad kisser?
He was too ADHD to be sitting for these long minutes waiting for a true reaction, she had to look at him at some point.
He stood up quickly, brushing the sand off him and walked behind her, pacing and cursing himself. The waves were a little crazy and he concentrated on breathing and calming the sea down.
"Err–I'm sorry," he said, he couldn't think of anything else to say. "I–"
She laughed and turned, her cheeks were covered by the cutest blush.
"Why are you apologizing for?"
"I don't–sorry," he struggled to say something and kept pacing and cursing and swinging his arms. Annabeth laughed again shaking her head and stood up too.
Such a Seaweed Brain! Oh, gods! He was apologizing for kissing her. She stood in front of him blocking his way and grabbed his arms by his wrists to stop him for moving.
"I don't know–" He hesitated trying not to meet her eyes, "was it that bad?" He could feel his face getting hot again. Annabeth shook her head, smiling and brushed a strand of his dark hair falling over his eyes.
"No, Kelp Head!"
"But you–you cursed!" It was almost an accusation, Annabeth rolled her eyes.
"It wasn't because it was bad," she replied in a low voice, looking down at her hands, her cheeks even redder.
"Oh"
He bit on his lip to hide the grin trying to spread on his face and when Annabeth looked up and saw his face she hit his shoulder, hard, pushing him back.
He touched his shoulder out of reflex; if he wasn't invulnerable he would get a good bruise from her punch for sure.
"Don't be so smug"
"Was it good then?" He asked sheepishly.
Annabeth rolled her eyes again and looked the other way, shaking her head muttering words like idiot and kelp head.
"Gods," she could still see his smirk from the corner of her eye.
"But from a scale from one to–"
"It was okay. It was not amazing or anything, don't get airs." She stated shrugging. That was his cue to shut up; he didn't want to annoy her but he was just so happy.
She sat down again, and then wrapped her arms around her legs, suddenly cold at the blowing summer wind. Percy sat down next to her.
They kept quiet looking at the sea. He tried but he really couldn't wiped the big smile on his face. And Annabeth even though she was trying too couldn't help to remember that feeling with his warm li–
"You're blushed," he commented and tried to touch her cheek but she slapped his hand away.
He kept his hands together in his lap and faked a cough to hide his laugh not wanting to annoy her more but he was terrible at faking anything.
She shuddered at the rising wind and he scooted closer to her, their legs touching.
"Are you cold?" She didn't reply but he put his arm around her back, he took it as a good sign that she didn't pushed him away.
Annabeth already felt warming up with his hand going up and down her back. She licked her lips, the wind kept drying, they were salty like his, great. She internally rolled her eyes at herself.
She couldn't help but be very aware of his closeness. She was not going to be some love sick girl, thinking about him all the time...this was Percy! 'But he's so cute, he worried that you were cold' a part of her brain said 'shut up' she shouted back.
The wind blew towards his side so her ponytail caressed his neck every time the wind picked up, the smell of her hair was lemony and he was getting dizzy.
"Annabeth?" He cleared his throat. "Err, you don't think..." She turned her head to look at him and his face was a lot closer than she thought.
"What?"
He laughed nervously, "well...how much is too many for today?" As for today, they had only kissed three times.
"How many what?" He rubbed his neck. She wasn't oblivious like him, she knew what he was asking but he deserved torturing.
"Can I...maybe–can I kiss you again?"
A smile was fighting a way on her face and she rolled her eyes and closed the gap between them pressing her lips to him. He was numbed again but recovered quickly to kiss her back.
He could feel her smiling against his lips; he loved this new feeling of kissing her back and knowing that she enjoyed it.
He broke the kiss abruptly "I shouldn't ask, right?" Annabeth looked at him arching an eyebrow, not quite getting it "if I can kiss you again, because...you're my girlfriend?"
"I don't know, am I?" She shrugged. She was so much better at playing it cool than him. Of course, they were dating but that's not the same…or is it?
"Do you want to be?" She shrugged again. "I mean...will you...be?"
"Yeah, okay sure," she nodded and bit her lip not to smile. Percy was smiling wide "Percy?"
"What?" He was still a little breathless because of the kiss and voicing something like that out so quickly.
She laughed, gods this boy!
"You're a dork. Come here," she put her arms around his neck brushing his hairline on the nape of his neck. His fingers caressed her cheek and he smiled again that ridiculously adorable grin of his.
"Yeah, you're definitely my girlfriend Annabeth"
She couldn't help but smile and let him kiss her at first but then they both pushed-pulled their lips together, almost like a little battle.
Neither of them wanted to pull away first.
So I started reading pjo series from the very very beginning and im dying with the percabeth feels! Cute little 12 year old dorks bickering and did you guys remember that when Annabeth first told Percy she wanted to be an architect he actually laugh? that was so mean little percy apologize! Anyway im gonna read all the books until boo, it's my countdown as boo it's the last book. Im going to start crying….. bye.
You might or might not get another chapter tomorrow ok bye.
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