Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

The Roommate Agreement 3

Jealousy

The apartment door burst open, and Annabeth stormed inside with her fists clenched. Percy was following her, possibly even angrier than she was. They both found themselves yelling at each other from opposite sides of the dining table in the kitchen.

"You don't fucking own me!" Annabeth shouted.

"That's not what I mean. I'm just saying, seeing you giving that guy a tongue bath at the party was a complete bitch move," Percy said.

"What does it matter to you? It's not like we're together or anything!" Annabeth said.
At this, Percy pursed his lips and crossed his arms over his chest. It wasn't like he was floored or anything. The agreement after all was that they'd just be having casual, no-strings attached sex. The whole point was that it was a temporary solution while they looked for people that they actually liked. Besides, it wasn't like Annabeth had slept with the guy or something, and even if she had, it wasn't any of his business.

"If you're going to be a control freak about this maybe we should stop this whole arrangement," Annabeth seethed.
Percy managed a weak smile. "No, it's fine. It's not my business what you do with other people," he said.

Annabeth's eyes softened slightly before hardening again. She started to walk towards her room before she stopped in front of the door. "Don't ruin this for me, Percy," she said over her shoulder.

She slipped inside the room before he could say anything, not like he had anything to say anyways. He stood there in the kitchen for a little while longer, feeling like a total dumbass, before he sighed and made his way to his bedroom too.
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Annabeth sighed as she opened the door to the apartment and she dropped her messenger bag next to the closet. She shook the water out of her hair before she slipped off her shoes and rain jacket to go into the kitchen to make herself some dinner. When she walked in however, she froze at the sight of a red haired girl sitting at the dining table wearing one of Percy's button downs which looked two sizes to big on her and, Annabeth assumed, nothing else underneath.

"Hello?" Annabeth said.

The girl looked up from her beer and gave her a bright smile. "Oh, hi! You must be Annabeth, Percy's roommate. I'm Rachel," she said.

Annabeth didn't say anything. She didn't notice her knuckles had turned white until she felt a little blood from where her nails had gouged the skin in her palm. In all her life, Annabeth had never been so angry or hated another human being as much as she hated in that moment, and she absolutely didn't know why.

She decided that she'd ignore the other girl and make herself some dinner and calm down. She must've been clenching her jaw or something because her face started to hurt as she tried to get the decade old gasket to start lighting up. When it didn't, she started screaming in her head a thousand profanities all at once, most of them directed at Rachel, as if the redhead were somehow responsible for the fact that her stove refused to work.

"She better not be staying here overnight or so help me," Annabeth fumed internally.
Percy's bedroom door opened and he calm out wearing his usual pajamas. Annabeth's anger and hate towards Rachel disappeared so quickly, it was kind of scary. Instead, she invested every atom in her being to hating Percy.
Before she could say anything, Rachel stood up and said, "Well, I'd better get going! Thanks for everything, Percy. I'll see you in class tomorrow!"

As if to add insult to injury, Rachel gave Percy a quick kiss on the cheek before disappearing into his room and leaving wearing her old clothes. For a while, Annabeth stood there, just unable to move because she needed her entire body to hate Percy. Percy yawned and scratched the back of his neck before going to the fridge.