Percabeth Oneshots

The Tides Of Love

(A/N) A short Percabeth drabble by me.
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He was reckless. She thought everything through.

He would rush into danger without a second thought. She would pause, analyze, and make a plan for every possible outcome.

He went with the flow, letting life take him wherever it wanted. She mapped out every step, always needing to know exactly where she was headed.

He was loud, unpredictable, laughing at his own jokes and rolling with the chaos. She was steady, practical, smiling at his antics while keeping them both on track.

He was messy, his things scattered everywhere with no sense of order. She was organized, with everything neatly in its place, a system she swore made life easier.

He was impulsive, jumping into action without thinking twice. She was careful, always holding him back just enough to keep them safe but never stopping his spirit.

He wore his heart on his sleeve, open and honest about how he felt. She kept her feelings close, only letting them show in small ways, a look or a touch he always seemed to understand.

He was stubborn, refusing to back down when it mattered. She was equally determined, challenging him but also supporting him, always helping him find a way forward.

He was like the ocean, wild and unpredictable. She was the rock that grounded him, calm and steady.

He was the son of Poseidon, carrying the sea’s power within him. She was the daughter of Athena, with a mind sharp and ready for anything.

He was Percy. She was Annabeth.

He loved her in a way that words could never explain. And she loved him just as fiercely, with a loyalty that needed no proof.

And in the end, that was all that really mattered.