percabeth 19 + 23 (ur getting me through my life imploding)
Percy removes Annabeth’s blindfold to reveal a huge flannel blanket that is splayed out on the grass next to the strawberry fields, adorned with pillows and more snacks than Annabeth could ever hope to eat.
“Ms. Chase,” he says with a dramatic bow.
Annabeth slips her shoes off and steps onto the blanket, followed closely by Percy. They get comfortable, creating a small mountain of pillows to lay on as Percy puts his arm around Annabeth and they lay back to look at the stars.
It doesn’t take long for them to fall into old habits, Annabeth telling Percy stories about the constellations as he does his best to pay attention and not be distracted by her overwhelming beauty.
“I’ve missed this,” he says as she finishes reciting a fact about sailors and Ursa Major.
She turns and brings her hand up to cup his chin. “I have too. Sorry my internship ate up my whole summer.”
Percy smiles. “Well, if I want to be a trophy husband, sacrifices must be made in the name of your career.”
Annabeth laughs and Percy can’t help but kiss her. It is there under the stars, with the smell of fresh strawberries hanging in the air, that they fall in love all over again.
