Percabeth One-Shots

Late Night Talks

Sinopsis: Percy and Annabeth always manage to open up together during late night conversations.
⚠️Mentions of sex, nothing too much⚠️
Third person pov
(translated from my portuguese fanfiction)
1145 words

13 years old:

"Percy?" Annabeth asked, it was late, Grover was sleeping, she was wearing cream colored pajamas, beautiful and simple.
"Yes?" Percy replied, he lay next to her, their legs both resting on the wall, lying upside down on the boy's bed.
"Did you miss your father?"
He sighed, biting his lip before answering. "Yeah, a lot. I blamed myself for him disappearing, I thought I was too bad, and that's why he had 'run away' from us, I blamed myself for not having enough food, for my mom's marriage to Gabe, for what he did to both of us.... I felt like I was going to die every father's day, I was forced to listen to jokes and mean comments all the time, I missed the idea of him being my father so much, but I hated him, I felt angry that he had abandoned me, abandoned my mother."
Annabeth turned her head to look at him. "I ran away on my seventh birthday."
Percy was quiet, just took her hand, gently drawing circles on her palm.
"I had fought with my father the day before, the twins had had their first birthday and it had been a huge party. For my birthday I had asked him to take me to the movies, I wanted to watch Frozen, he said he would take me.
The next day, I waited for him to come back from work, I sat on the sidewalk for four hours waiting for him... he didn't come, my stepmother didn't even look at me. I felt so angry, all I could think about was how my mother, the goddess of wisdom, didn't know it was my birthday. I was so upset, that's when I realized it had always been like this...and always would be like this, I ran away that night, me, two changes of clothes, some biscuits with cream cheese, my favorite book and a hammer."
Percy looked at her with a sad expression, as if it hurt him to hear it, Annabeth wondered if she had said too much.
"Annie-" Percy hugged her, tight and strong. "I'm sorry. So sorry."
The blonde hugged him back even tighter. "It's okay, I- I have a family now.... You, Grover, Aunt Sally, Chiron..."
The boy kissed her cheek. "I will never abandon you or let you down. Pinky promise."
He held out his pinky and she did the same, connecting the two, watching Percy kiss the palm of her hand, she did the same to his, turning red at the thought of what might happen if their hands weren't between their lips.

15 years old

"Fuck you!" Percy shouted. "Fuck you!"
Annabeth lifted her chin, a little startled by the boy's rapid change in behavior. "What the fuck is this Percy?"
"You! You keep saying I don't care about you when you clearly don't care about me! 'Oh but you only stay with Rachel', 'You only run away'." He mimicked her. "Obviously I want to run away!
I spent six years of my life wanting to kill myself because there was some drunk idiot saying it was better that way, then I spent another six months suffering with nightmares, thinking my mother had actually died, I sailed the sea of monsters, I held the sky, I got tired! Do you understand? I've had enough!
I'm going to die, Annabeth! I'm going to die! Do you know how it feels? To know the day you're going to die? Do you know how scary it feels to have to write a thousand letters of apology, obituaries, good-byes to every single person you love? Do you know how I wish I could get it over with? I'm tired! I'm dying inside, they're going to kill me! The gods are going to kill me before the prophecy!"
Annabeth was quiet, gasping, she thought Percy was totally transparent, apparently not, Percy was just a great liar, with years of training. "Percy-"
"No. No Annabeth. I'm exhausted. I'm going to sleep."
He lay down on his bed and turned to the wall.
Annabeth lay behind him, hugging him tightly, letting her tears silently run down her cheeks.
She couldn't tell him how much it hurt to feel his body trembling as he sobbed, crying a painful, desperate cry, holding her hands as if it would be the last time he would do so.

17 years old

Annabeth sighed, watching Percy breathe softly in a light sleep, his hair sticking to his forehead, his naked body glued to hers, sculpted perfectly, every detail, every feature looked like a work of art drawn by a professional artist.
"Thank you. For everything you've done for me." The blonde whispered, kissing the top of the brunette's head, who lay on her, breathing an icy air into her chest.
"I love you." He murmured softly, still tired.
"I love you more."
He pressed her tighter against himself. "I'm sorry."
"What for, my love?" she asked her boyfriend, pushing his hair back, pushing it away from his sweaty forehead.
"For using you."
Sex had been a very important and difficult stage for both of them, Percy was scared to death of hurting her or violating her, he had grown up with Gabe, who used and abused Sally as he saw fit, she also feared that sex would ruin their relationship for that reason.
However, as ridiculous as it sounded, it had been very important in the healing process of the two after Tartarus, the need to be together, to be one being, to occupy the same space was very great, the act was something that happened often.
However Percy still feared taking over, so every time he did it, he apologized afterwards.
"You didn't use me, seaweed brain. Sex is meant to be good for both of us, there's nothing wrong with wanting to feel good. It was so good. I enjoyed it."
He rested his head on his girlfriend's shoulder. "I love you."
"I love you too." She gave him a crisp kiss.
The boy laughed, gently nuzzling his nose against hers, an affectionate gesture he did often, the blonde saw him do it a lot, with Sally, with Hazel, with Paul, with new campers, he always said Sally did it to give him comfort on bad days, she thought the act was so pure, so gentle...
"I like that kind of kiss." He whispered, as if it were a secret, smiling broadly.
"Why?"
"It does mwah and I like it, it's short and good." Percy shrugged.
Annabeth kissed him again, making sure the kiss made mwah, all the while being happy to see how cute her boyfriend was.