Percabeth One-Shots

Loving and Caring

Translated from my portuguese one shot book! (So tell me if anything's wrong)
Inspired by the amazing artwork from @/markiehh on instagram

THIRD PERSON POV:

"Percy, let's go!" Annabeth called her boyfriend again, Percy didn't usually take so long to get dressed, however, after the war with Gaia, the black haired boy had grown a lot, reaching almost 6'2, and most of his clothes didn't fit anymore (they really needed to buy more clothes for him) so it took a while to find something that fit.
"Okay, okay! I'm here! Let's go!" Percy said, walking down the stairs, grabbing his car keys, wallet and house keys.
He wore his camp shirt and denim shorts, all-stars on his feet.
"You will be cold." Annabeth said, rolling her eyes and grabbing a blue scarf from the couch (they also needed to get things ready in the house). "Here," She said, wrapping the fabric gently around Percy's neck and grabbing a coat from the rack.
"Annabeth, I'm not even cold." He grunted, not even making a move to take off the scarf.
"But it will be, I don't want you to get sick." She said, pulling, the pulling him close by the scarf and kissing the brunette's red cheek. "It breaks my heart to see you sick."
In fact, getting sick after Tartarus was difficult, flashbacks and nightmares came more often and more forcefully, not counting the normal symptoms of colds. It was no fun.
"Annabeth-"
"You'll thank me later, Seaweed Brain." He chuckled, following her to the car.
The way Annabeth took care of him was beautiful. He had always been more open to his feelings than she was. But after the war it had changed a lot. Perey remembered like it was yesterday the way Annabeth had collapsed in his arms, sobs and tears escaping as she told him everything. "I almost died, Percy." She had said, voice heavy, full of emotion. "I was going to die and they were going to think I didn't love them. You were going to die not knowing I loved you, not knowing how much I loved you. Not knowing that you were everything to me, that you were the reason I got up every morning, not knowing that it was my desire to see you again, to kiss you again, that made me survive Arachne."
He had hugged her tightly, proving his love, murmuring praises in her ear. Murmuring about how beautiful she was, the most beautiful of all, she was smart, funny and so so loved, not just by him, but by everyone.
"Love?" Annabeth took his hand, bringing him back to reality. "Is everything alright?" She asked, her other hand caressing his face.
He smiled. "I'm great, it's always great when I'm with you. You're the light of my life." He promised, taking the girl's hand away from his face and placing a kiss on it.
The kiss he got after only served to prove she was everything he needed.

That was 510 words, have a good day/night, love you!