PJO/HoO Oneshots | x reader

2. Octavian x Reader

Imagine... seeing Octavian with his new wife after many years of you having a long-term relationship. (a/n-- let's say he didn't die in the war.)

Song fic! Somebody Like You by Adele.

I heard that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.

You walked up the steps of an old former friend's house. You stood in front of the door, contemplating whether you should make an appearance or not. You stared at the bracelet that you wore on your thin wrist. A faded-worn down bracelet Octavian had given you as a present for your 18th birthday.

You brought refreshments, although you didn't plan on staying.

I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.

You took a deep breath, scolding yourself for appearing randomly after so many years. You pressed the doorbell, but by the time you wanted to back out, a red curly haired women opened the door.

"(y/n)!" Rachel Dare smiled. "It's so great to see you!"

You wished you could smile in return. With those deep green eyes and pretty smile, you understood why Octavian chose her over you.

Footsteps scuffled before you could say anything. "Honey?" You hear from inside the house, the small cry of a baby echoing in your ears.

Your heart shattered.

The voice was all to familiar-- all you felt was heartache. "Who's that?"

Soon enough, the familiar sight of blonde hair nearly made your heart stop.

Octavian stopped to stand behind Rachel, a small bundle in his arms.

A small sad smile covered his face. "(Y/n)?" His voice has gotten deeper than you remember, stubble on his chin. "Is that really you?"

Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.

"Hello, Octavian."

Octavian carefully passed Rachel their little bundle of joy as the baby cried.

Rachel turned to walk back inside.

Octavian shook your hand as if nothing between you and him happened.

"(Y/n), come in," he said. He gestured inside and open the door wide. "Stay with us."

You couldn't resist. "Okay."

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over.

You sat on the sofa, Rachel rocking their child back and forth in the cradle.

"May I hold her?" You asked.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

Rachel smiled and nodded as Octavian entered with a plate of snacks.

She gently placed the pink bundle in your arms, blushing as Octavian winked when he thought you weren't looking.

A small feeling of envy and jealousy coursed your veins. You wanted to hate this little child, but you couldn't.

You know how the time flies
Only yesterday was the time of our lives
We were born and raised
In a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days

You sighed at the thought of you and Octavian as kids. Everyone had speculated you and Octavian would marry, but Rachel had proven them wrong.

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I'd hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over.

You smiled at the sight of small red curls stuck out from beneath.

The baby giggled as she held your finger, staring up at you with large blue eyes.

Octavian took a seat near you.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.

Octavian smiled. "You know what's her name?"

Last time you saw him, he and Rachel had gotten engaged. Now, two years later, he had a child.

You wished you'd gone to the wedding. You wished you'd gone to the baby shower.

Nothing compares
No worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes
They are memories made.
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

"What?"

"Her name is (y/n)," he smiled. "Like you."

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Okay, so this kind of made me emotional to write.

-A