Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Someone Like You

by @CookiesBaby114 on ao3

He woke up with one name... He didn't exactly remember all the things associated with that name but it was there.

Annabeth.

He was sure the name had meant something. But what?

He searched his surroundings and found that he was in a hotel room. Clothes scattered across the room. The desk had, ironically, a bra hanging off the lamp. He glanced over when he felt something shift in the bed. He tensed. He suddenly remember everything that had happened the night before.

His name was Percy Jackson and he was so royally fucked.

~oOOo~

Sometime before going out...

Annabeth still didn't understand why she was in this stupid, skanky dress. She was a practical woman for heaven's sake!

But here she was anyway. The dress barely brushed her lower thighs. Thank the Lord, it wasn't flaming red but a simple black dress. She didn't understand why Thalia insisted she come on her escapades. It's not like she ever got anything in return.

In fact, she was so horribly deprived she couldn't even remember what it felt like. Thalia insisted this was the reason she brought her out to quote, unquote, "Spice up her boring life."

And indeed it was.

Annabeth worked at one of the best architect companies in the world. She was a very important person on her part. Giving ideas to the company they would only dream about seeing somewhere. She was very proud of this.

But what she wasn't prepared for was the incredible and awful loneliness of it all.

She constantly put herself in denial saying things in her mind like, so what? I don't need anyone in my life. And they certainly don't want me in theirs. Work always came first.

But sometimes she would wonder when she would come first. Annabeth so desperately wanted someone to care for her and her for them but she guessed to herself that she had Thalia for that but the loneliness was still there.

She shook her head. She needed to stop thinking like this. It just made her depressed. She met her eyes in the mirror. She breathed out and turned away. Thalia was out there waiting for her. She couldn't stall much longer or Thalia would burst in whether she had been dressed or not. The thought made her smile.

When she stepped out of her bathroom, she walked down the hallway to the living room of the small apartment. Thalia and she had gotten it after she had gotten out of college. Soon after landing her job. It wasn't very big but it was enough for both of them. Especially in New York.

"Are you done yet? We have a club to go to you know! That dress isn't going to show itself off!"

She shook her head and smiled at Thalia, "God, so bossy," she teased.

"I don't care if I am or not let's go! I have a stranger to go grind on!" As anyone could see, Thalia wasn't patient. Nor did she show any shame in her words. It was one of the many things Annabeth loved about her friend.

Without another word, she stepped out the door Thalia had opened. The night air hit her and she had briefly thought of getting a jacket before dismissing the thought quickly. Thalia wouldn't hesitate to make her take it off.

Annabeth and Thalia took the elevator down and Thalia turned to her friend, "Remember. Use a condom. You never kn-."

"Thalia!" Annabeth blushed brightly. Not used to the lewd remarks even though she had lived with Thalia long enough to know about it.