Experiencing Percabeth

At the Beach

When you're at the beach with your boyfriend (especially if he's a Son of Poseidon), expect to become soaked to the bone.
It all started when I dumped a bucket of water on him while he was relaxing. Then, he immediately opened his eyes, saw me, and rushed towards me. He threw me over his shoulder in one swift movement and broke into a run with me shrieking and laughing for him to put me down.
He did put me down. In the water.
I splashed him and he splashed me back, both of us screaming with elation and delight. I'm surprised he didn't bend the water to his will, but I wasn't going to remind him of that.
Soon, I found myself, soaked to the bone and in the arms of Perseus Jackson, who was dipping me so that most of my hair was in the water.
"Now, I'll ask again." Percy said in a mock detective voice. "Why did you do that?"
"Not gonna tell you," I replied, scooping up some water and splashing him in the face. He dropped me and I fell on my butt, laughing hysterically.
He recovered from my assault and charged at me. I realized that he was going to give me payback for what I did; I scrambled up and ran through the water to escape. Percy caught up to me. He caught me in his embrace and dipped me again, this time, kissed me. I smiled in that kiss, and he did too.
He pulled away first and touches his forehead on mine, his beautiful sea green eyes boring into my gray ones.
"I love you, Annabeth Chase." He whispered to me.
"I love you more, Perseus Jackson." I replied, running my hand through his wet, messy hair.
"I love you most." He said.

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