Percabeth One Shots💅🏻✨

122. Yours

a/n: don't @ me for this shit i wrote it a while ago and I'm so angry tonight and i need to post something so here

The first time Annabeth met Percy was freshman year, English class, when she and him were assigned a project together in Mr. Blofis's English class. Annabeth had felt Percy had an unfair advantage since his mom was dating the teacher, but when she went to his apartment for the project, she soon learned just how wrong she was.

Mr. Blofis, Paul, she soon realized, was pushing Percy harder than he did any other student, and made sure his work was the best it could be before he was allowed to even show Paul the work.

The next time she got to know him more was in the middle of Manhattan while on her way to Piper's apartment, that might as well be a house with how big it is, and she didn't just run into him, he skated into her. She had no clue he did any kind of physical activity, let alone had such a great body.

The most recent time she hung out with Percy was in the janitor closet at school. They were seniors now, and she had accepted her full ride to Yale, and nothing was going to fuck that up for her. Not even skipping a few classes to get her brains railed out of her head by aforementioned Percy Jackson.

"Faster, I need to get this over with before lunch."

"Oh the princess has her royal duties?" 

"Shut up and pull my hair." He took her hair, gently kissing her shoulders until she shrugged him off, gasping.

"Suddenly, she's speechless?" He asked between breaths and sucking on her neck.

"I said no marks, Percy."

"You love it." He teased her.

Once they were dressed, and their breathing evened out, she ruffled his hair for good measure, savoring the way it fluffed between her fingers, and the wet that still coated it from their previous activities, Percy was back on her neck like a dog with a bone.

"Seriously, watch the markings, Percy. I have to use concealer on them. And I'm running out."

"What Daddy Chase wouldn't approve of his daughter fucking some guy?"

"This has nothing to do with him and everything to do with the fact that people look up to me here."

"A few hickies is gonna change that?" He nipped at her ear.

"It can, if they s-see them."

"What's the big deal? So perfect Annabeth fucks?" His voice was startlingly together and unwavering as he flicked his tongues over her collarbone, leaving a mark.

"I just— I can't;" You're embarrassing.

He backed up (as far as he could since they were in a fucking closet) with a pop. "I gotta go." She tried to run out but before she could reach for the knob in the dark, since they've been in there so many times before.

"Are you okay? I was kidding, about the hickies, I mean. If you want I'll buy you more concealer. I can pick up a couple extra shifts at the store if it's expen—"

She out a finger to his lips, stopping him. "What?"

"Percy, I—"

"I don't care if it's expensive, I'll get a second job or—"

"Percy, please, stop." She threw her head back, almost hitting a shelf.

"Beth, seriously, I'd do anything for—"

"Percy! Would you just shut up for one minute?"

"Sorry." She reached out for his face, gently running her thumb under his eye.