Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

All of You, All of Me (intertwined) 14

read slow-- it's all you get tonight

by imaginatrix on ao3

you did a number on me (but honestly, baby, who's counting?)Notes:

WARNING: This chapter contains explicit sexual content

Monday afternoon, Annabeth found herself awkwardly standing by baggage claim carousel number 7, the airport fairly packed with people returning from holiday visits.

Why was she here? If someone were to ask her, the response would be "If you know the answer, please tell me!"

Percy had texted her the details that morning;

9:28AM DIOGENES
Flight gets in at 5:30-ish, so I'll be around to pick you up at like...
A little before 6:30? Depending on how long it takes to get my bags

9:28AM PRINCESS
Sure.

And then Annabeth tossed her phone to the side, determined to not let the sudden feeling of something soft and light expanding in her chest distract her from enjoying her day as she normally would.

And she was super successful at it.

She successfully only checked her phone once every hour instead of every half an hour.

She successfully showered. Self care is important.

She successfully applied makeup. Who says it's only worthwhile if you're leaving the house?

She successfully refrained from styling her hair, letting the curls dry naturally. Not for any particular reason. It was just time to try and embrace them.

She successfully didn't leap to snatch up her phone when it buzzed from a " boarding now! " text from Percy.

She successfully fought the stupid grin that wanted to come to her features when it was followed up with " see you soon <3 ", settling on a small smile instead.

She successfully left her apartment to pick up some tea from the coffee shop down the street.

And then suddenly, she wasn't so successful.

Annabeth got her tea. She stepped outside. And then her feet carried her towards the bus stop instead of home. The bus brought her to the rail station, which in turn brought her to the airport, which in turn brought her to the now, worrying at her bottom lip with her teeth, fingers picking at a stray thread in her jacket.

A whole day of hard work, gone to waste. And she had been so good at acting like she didn't care too! Well... good at acting like she didn't care that much.

'Who are you performing for?' Mused the little voice in her head.

She ignored it.

Instead, her eyes studied the digital screen announcing arrivals. Percy's flight was marked as "Arrived" only 15 minutes ago. Yet she got antsier and more annoyed the longer it took for him to show up. He was doing this on purpose , making her wait-ignoring the fact that he didn't know she was here, she just knew he somehow was trying to get under her skin anyway. She leaned back against the concrete pillar behind her, trying to fight the nerves that made her skin prickle.

A new large group of travelers emerged from around the corner, dispersing to their different carousels and chatting about their trips. Annabeth searched the crowd, that thread between her fingers snapping off when she caught sight of the black wavy hair curling up around the edges of a knit cap.