Experiencing Percabeth

Concentration

Annabeth and I sit on our couch, my head in her lap. She's reading a book (probably about Mythology). I look up at her. Annabeth makes the cutest face whenever she's reading.

Her brow knits together and she chews on her bottom lip. Her gray eyes flick left to right as she scans the pages. I see the gears working in her head. She also runs her left hand through my messy hair.

"Annabeth?" I ask her.
"Hmm?" She replies, not looking up from her book.
"Oh, nothing."

After a couple of minutes, I decide to do something that could get me murdered.

Oh, well. It's going to be worth it.

I sit up and I grab a hold of Annabeth's wrist. I slowly pull the book further and further away, causing her to lean forward.

"Percy?" Annabeth asks. "What are you doing?" I don't answer, and I continue to pull the book away, keeping it out of Annabeth's grasp. Finally, her lips are close enough.

"Percy, I really would like my boo-Mmph!"

I kiss her for a while and I feel her smile. She pulls away, gasping for some air.

"Can I have my book now?" She asks, holding out her hand for her book.
"I need a kiss first." I say, wiggling my eyebrows.
"Fine." Annabeth replies, planting her lips on mine. I smile and so does she. She pulls out of the first, yet again, and snatches her book from my clutches.

"Stop distracting me. I need concentration to read." Annabeth states with a smug smile. She resumes reading and her face makes that cute expression. I lay my head but in her lap, and I close my eyes, the sensation of her hand running through my hair putting me to sleep.

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