Annabeth had always been a bit of a tomboy, so it really didn't surprise anyone when she wandered into the Argo II's mess hall and sat down beside Percy, wearing pajama pants and a button up flannel shirt.
Percy, however, had his concerns. "Annabeth Chase, is that my shirt?"
"Hmm?" She asked sleepily, slathering cream cheese on her bagel. "Oh, yeah, it is." She blushed.
"Not that it bothers me," Percy said, causing Frank to laugh into his cereal, "but why do you have my shirt?"
"I - uh - I kind of stole it from your apartment the last time I went to see your mom." She explained as she fiddled with the sleeve of the shirt. "I missed you, and this was as close as I could get!"
Percy laughed, pulling his girlfriend closer to him. "I think it's cute," he said, kissing the corner of her mouth.
She blushed, and kissed him on the lips, causing the other demigods in the room to groan.
"She's wearing your shirt, how adorable," Leo quipped from across the table, "now please, stop making out while I'm trying to eat!"
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PJO/HOO- Headcanons
FanfictionPrepared to feel the feels? Prepared to cry, laugh, and fangirl with the characters of Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter? If so, then enter, mighty demigod, into the land of headcanons! This book includes heart-wrenching, funny, unique one-shots abou...
