[ This is totally a much better arrangement than putting them in separate beds across the room from each other. Sure, they might get a couple of strange and judgey looks from their roommates in the morning if they happen to be discovered, but Percy doesn't care.
With his girlfriend in his arms, and the distance between them only a literal breath away, he feels safe too. She might feel like he's got her, and he absolutely does, but the feeling goes both ways. In times of need, he always knows she's got him too.
He cups her face with his hand like an anchor, noting the faintest taste of salt on her lips from when she'd been crying. He kisses her as though he could erase it all forever, even though he knows it's impossible to do, and he kisses her like he promises to try anyway. When he pulls back it's only enough to graze her nose with his and to reaffirm once more: ]
[ if they didn't want anyone sharing beds, maybe they should have clarified that at some point in the welcome party. not that it would have stopped annabeth from being here right now, but she doesn't really care what their roomies have to say about it. ]
[ it's incredibly easy to fall into kissing him, especially with the way he does it so soothingly. his hand is warm on her face, his mouth chasing her comfort and her demons. there's something of a sigh on her own lips, a relief as she lets the existence of percy jackson just take over her thoughts as he kisses her. ]
[ she trails after him when he pulls back without thinking, befuddled as to why he's stopped? but then he noses her, and her eyes get a little crinkly as she does it back. how silly. how cute. ]
[ he follows it up with an ever familiar confession, and her cheeks go faintly pink. from the warmth of the moment, obviously. not from the depth of how much she feels that love from him right now, as her own affections beat hard in her chest. ]
[ Please. Percy would never stop in the midst of a soft, comforting little makeout session for no reason.
That said, the skies are already slowly starting to brighten, and he's pretty sure they've only got enough hours left in the night for a short cat-nap. He has no idea what they've got in store for them in the coming day (or days) but ever since Tartarus, Percy has learned the value of getting a good night's sleep — demigod nightmares, and all.
Sometimes those last few z's really can make all the difference.
So he kisses Annabeth again, brief and full of promise for future makeouts, and then he does it again, a quick peck. Finally he doesn't quite suppress the slight yawn that escapes him. ]
What do you say to trying to get at least a couple of hours of sleep?
[ she hates when he has a good reason. it's more often than not, which makes it even worse when all she wants to do is kiss him. and this is, unfortunately for that desire to kiss him, a good reason. ]
[ she sighs a little bit, but it's with a soft smile. her eyes close when he kisses her, recognizing it as more of a goodnight with a promise for more later. but the biggest persuasive argument is the yawn, which is contagious, even if she manages to swallows hers back. gods, she really is tired. but right now she thinks she could actually sleep, which is a much better place to be than she was at the start of the night. ]
[ annabeth bonks her forehead to his, affectionately. ]
I suppose you have a good point. Maybe we can even get away with sleeping in a little bit.
[ Look, he's still not totally sure how things work around here, but he figures they probably have a week-plus of leeway for the settling in period.
Right?
And if they don't ... eh. He's never been a ten out of ten rule follower anyway. More like ... a six. Sometimes. When he really tries.
He settles in, arms still wrapped around Annabeth because he has no immediate plans to relinquish his hold on her. His eyelids, weighed down with the call of sleep, seem to close on their own accord. He feels better already.
[ she lets out the quietest chuckle. there doesn't seem to be a rigorous schedule for waking early, but she has no problems disbelieving in his ability to sleep in against any potential protocols. she will gladly join in. ]
[ but percy settles, relaxes, all without letting her go, and it's the safest annabeth has felt in days. she curls herself in comfortably against him and lets her own eyes shut, this time without fear of blindness on the other side. ]
[ she smiles, at the sound of his tiredness, at the warmth around her. but she knows sleep is coming for her soon too, and this time she welcomes it. there's no better place to fall asleep, she thinks, than in his arms. ]
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With his girlfriend in his arms, and the distance between them only a literal breath away, he feels safe too. She might feel like he's got her, and he absolutely does, but the feeling goes both ways. In times of need, he always knows she's got him too.
He cups her face with his hand like an anchor, noting the faintest taste of salt on her lips from when she'd been crying. He kisses her as though he could erase it all forever, even though he knows it's impossible to do, and he kisses her like he promises to try anyway. When he pulls back it's only enough to graze her nose with his and to reaffirm once more: ]
Hey, I love you.
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[ it's incredibly easy to fall into kissing him, especially with the way he does it so soothingly. his hand is warm on her face, his mouth chasing her comfort and her demons. there's something of a sigh on her own lips, a relief as she lets the existence of percy jackson just take over her thoughts as he kisses her. ]
[ she trails after him when he pulls back without thinking, befuddled as to why he's stopped? but then he noses her, and her eyes get a little crinkly as she does it back. how silly. how cute. ]
[ he follows it up with an ever familiar confession, and her cheeks go faintly pink. from the warmth of the moment, obviously. not from the depth of how much she feels that love from him right now, as her own affections beat hard in her chest. ]
I love you, too.
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That said, the skies are already slowly starting to brighten, and he's pretty sure they've only got enough hours left in the night for a short cat-nap. He has no idea what they've got in store for them in the coming day (or days) but ever since Tartarus, Percy has learned the value of getting a good night's sleep — demigod nightmares, and all.
Sometimes those last few z's really can make all the difference.
So he kisses Annabeth again, brief and full of promise for future makeouts, and then he does it again, a quick peck. Finally he doesn't quite suppress the slight yawn that escapes him. ]
What do you say to trying to get at least a couple of hours of sleep?
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[ she sighs a little bit, but it's with a soft smile. her eyes close when he kisses her, recognizing it as more of a goodnight with a promise for more later. but the biggest persuasive argument is the yawn, which is contagious, even if she manages to swallows hers back. gods, she really is tired. but right now she thinks she could actually sleep, which is a much better place to be than she was at the start of the night. ]
[ annabeth bonks her forehead to his, affectionately. ]
I suppose you have a good point. Maybe we can even get away with sleeping in a little bit.
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[ Look, he's still not totally sure how things work around here, but he figures they probably have a week-plus of leeway for the settling in period.
Right?
And if they don't ... eh. He's never been a ten out of ten rule follower anyway. More like ... a six. Sometimes. When he really tries.
He settles in, arms still wrapped around Annabeth because he has no immediate plans to relinquish his hold on her. His eyelids, weighed down with the call of sleep, seem to close on their own accord. He feels better already.
Sleepily: ]
Good night, Wise Girl.
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[ but percy settles, relaxes, all without letting her go, and it's the safest annabeth has felt in days. she curls herself in comfortably against him and lets her own eyes shut, this time without fear of blindness on the other side. ]
[ she smiles, at the sound of his tiredness, at the warmth around her. but she knows sleep is coming for her soon too, and this time she welcomes it. there's no better place to fall asleep, she thinks, than in his arms. ]
Goodnight, Seaweed Brain.