I met Percabeth

Grover/Annabeth

(A/N OKAY SO IVE BEEN TOLD THAT I SHOULD WRITE A VERSION OF THE LAST STORY IN SOMEONE ELSE'S POV SO IM GONNA PUT ANNABETH'S AND GROVER'S IN HERE, IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY READ MY PERCY CHAPTER, READ THAT FIRST SO THIS WILL PROBABLY MAKE MORE SENSE)
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Annabeth:

That breathtaking weight was back on my shoulders, my arms shook from exhaustion, sweat trickled down my forehead, my palms were sweaty and my vision started going blurry, but that, that wasn't even the worst part. The worst was that in front of me stood my friends, all laughing, watching me struggle to hold up the sky; Luke, Thalia, Grover, Chiron, Malcolm, and even Percy.
"Help me," I croaked as my body dipped down further, I fell to my knees, dust swirling around me, the roars of their laughter pounding my ears.
"Please," my voice was no more than a whisper now, "Thalia," I pleaded, she rolled her eyes to whisper something to Luke at which they both laughed.
"Chiron? Grover? Malcolm?" No response.
"Percy?" I turned to him, his messy black hair whipped around by the strong winds, his sea green eyes normally filled with kindness were cold and unnerving.
"Please," he crowed, "like we would help you," the others all chuckled.
"You are worthless," Thalia shouted.
"Nothing," Grover added.
"Where's that pride now?" Luke taunted me, "can't even hold up the sky?"
"Please," I felt my hands slipping.
"What kind of leader are you?" Malcolm folded his arms.
"Pleas-" I was cut off as the weight of the world came crashing down upon me.
I woke up screaming, thrashing around, my legs becoming tangled in the sheets. I didn't know where I was, I was too scared to get any of my bearings straight.
"Hey, hey you're okay," a familiar voice sounded above me. I looked up to see Percy standing there, his hair ruffled up, his eyes still a little hazy from sleep.
He sat down, still staring at me, and I just couldn't help it anymore, I burst into tears, he gathered me into his arms and I just sobbed. I let go of everything right there, all the pain from my past; how I was practically disowned from my family, watching Thalia die, watching Luke slowly turn, everything just gone.
"I-I'm sorry, I-it's j-just that-" I tried to talk but he cut me off.
"Shhh," he said, "you don't need to explain."
So I just continued to sob, I think it took about 5 more minutes till I finally calmed down. He was still holding me, and I didn't say anything not wanting the moment to end.
"Hey," he whispered.
"Hey," my voice was nothing more than a croak.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine," he pulled back, I didn't meet his gaze but I knew he was looking at me.
"Do you wanna tell me what happened?" His voice was hesitant. I took a deep breath, I should tell him, he's my best friend, he deserves to know plus I trust him more than anybody I've ever known. I pulled out of his grasp and still not looking at him I started.
"I-I've had them ever since I was a kid." I took another breath, "I'm usually able to control them, they're never this bad but-"
"Wait," he cut me off, "what have you had?"
This time I looked up, "nightmares," I whispered, I returned my gaze to my hands, where I played with a bracelet that Thalia had gotten me. "Like I said," I continued. "They're normally not this bad, but ever since the sky thing...." I trailed off hoping he understood. I just couldn't handle it, I mean demigod's lives were never easy but mine seemed to be extra difficult, it just wasn't fair.
"Look it's not a big deal, I get them all the time-"
"Annabeth," he interrupted, I raised my head to meet his gaze, his eyes were sympathetic, his face soft and kind the way I remember it. "I don't mind," he said.
"That's great, but I don't need some big supportive speech alright," and I meant it, I wasn't a wimp I could handle this.
"Okay," he said slowly, "but how about a hug?"
We stared at each other for a bit, and then I slowly started to nod, we leaned in and I wrapped my arms around his neck while he pulled me closer. I buried my face into his chest, breathing in his familiar scent; the salty smell of the ocean, the smell of the boy that I loved. I could feel him bury his face into my hair and I felt a smile form on my face. He started to pull back when I tightened my grip.
"Don't let go," my voice was soft, "not yet. Please." I pleaded, I didn't want the moment to end and thankfully he obliged and continued to hang on.
"Okay," he whispered back, his warm breath brushed my neck and I felt goosebumps forming on my skin.
After a couple minutes I decided to pull back, his arms left my waist and he went to stand up.
"Alright then," he started.
"Percy wait," I placed my hand on his arm, I felt stupid saying it but, "it's just that....I don't know if I'll be able to..." I stopped realizing how silly I must have sounded. I didn't know how he'd react but it was a relief when I saw a smile form on his face and he sat back down again. He pulled the sheets over the both of us and I rested my head on his chest, his arm went around me and I closed my eyes. I felt him push my hair out of my face, his fingertips lightly brushing against my skin. And in that moment right there was the first time I had felt truly safe in a long long time.

(A/N ALRIGHT THAT WAS ANNABETH NOW TIME FOR GROVER)
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Grover:

Sunlight hitting my face, I rolled over, taking in my surroundings. Right, the motel I remembered it now, the three of us; Annabeth, Percy and I had checked in last night. I swept my gaze around the room and immediately felt that something was wrong. There on the floor where I distinctly remember Percy laying down, was a pillow and a blanket completely pushed to the side.
I sat up in a scramble afraid of what happened to my friend; had we been attacked? Why wouldn't they have taken me then? What happened? I saw that Annabeth was still here from the human shaped lump in the bed that she was sleeping in.
I rushed over to her bedside, determined to make sure that nothing was wrong with her when I was stopped in my tracks.
Lying right there, was Percy. And not only that but Annabeth was there too, the two of them were curled up together, she was lying on his chest, her hands clutching at his shirt. He himself had an arm wrapped tightly around her, his face practically buried into her hair.
I smirked, staring down at the sight before me. I already knew about their feelings for each other, I mean hey I'm a satyr, we can literally detect people's feelings, this was no secret. However still, I think it was the look of absolute peace that inhabited Annabeth's face that really made me smile. I hadn't seen that expression on her in a long time. Percy suddenly started to shift in his sleep, his eyes slowly blinked open, he seemed dazed for the first 10 seconds then his eyes fell upon Annabeth and he smiled, a look that can only be described as love filled his face. His gaze moved around the room before it landed on me standing over them, my arms crossed, a smug look spread across my face
"It's not what it looks like!" He exclaimed.

(A/N ALRIGHT SO HOW WAS THAT, I KNOW GROVER'S WAS A BIT SHORTER BUT I HOPE ITS OKAY, I WOULD ALSO REALLY LIKE IT IF YOU GUYS COULD GIVE ME FEEDBACK ON THIS STUFF. ALSO IF YOU HAVE ANY REQUESTS ON WHAT YOU'D WANT ME TO WRITE ABOUT I'M TOTALLY OPEN TO THAT STUFF AS WELL)