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imlyfie

2 years ago

35 with percabeth because id die

not accepting anymore prompts!

percy stared at her, unsure if he'd understood annabeth correctly. "what?" he asked.

“you heard me. take. it. off.” she looked completely serious, taking time to stop ruffling through the first aid kit and glare at him.

"it was just my face, beth," he lied. he'd most certainly gotten kicked a few times in his ribs and they were bruised at the very least. but she didn't need to see that.

"percy," she sighed, much softer than before. there was something pleading in her tone now. "there's blood soaking through your shirt. please just let me clean whatever is hurt."

he contemplated it for another second before giving in, slipping his shirt off. sure enough, the skin was broken and bleeding. he leaned back against the wall, watching as she got the peroxide, some gauze, and bandages. she poured some of the peroxide on a clean paper towel, glancing up at him. he didn't say anything, just nodded.

annabeth pressed it to his skin and he inhaled sharply at the sting. "sorry, sorry," she whispered, her other hand resting gently on his side. that was somehow more distracting than the burn of her cleaning his wound. the pain subsided and she tried to distract him more with talking. "what did he get you for this time?" she asked.

the 'he' in question was matt sloan, goode high school's resident bully. percy shrugged. "same as usual," he said. "he was picking on some kid so i stepped in."

"what a hero," she smiled. that smile was enough to distract him from when she poured fresh peroxide on a new towel and placed it on his jaw.

"someone's gotta be," he said nonchalantly. he’d rather it be him, who could take a punch, than the scrawnier kids who couldn't.

annabeth's smile faded a little. "i wish it wasn't always you, though," she whispered.

"worried about me?" he asked, trying to ignore just how serious her words and expression were. but annabeth, it seemed, wasn't in the mood to diminish the meaning behind her words.

"yes," she said. "as much as i love patching you up in my bathroom, i am worried." she wasn't looking at him now, too busy purposely fiddling with some gauze.

he frowned, reaching out to touch her arm lightly. "i'm okay, beth," he said gently.

she still wasn't looking at him. "yeah, this time," she said. then she started to ramble. "but what if you're not next time? or what if he gets tired of you stepping in and he's even worse to you? he can't keep hurting you, percy. or-"

percy tugged her arm, pulling her closer so she was standing between his knees, and he held her face between his hands. "stop freaking out," he told her. her breathing had gotten heavier and she was going to work herself into a fit if she kept rambling. "it's okay."

annabeth stared at him for a second. then her eyes flicked to his lips, and she frowned again. she reached back over to the first aid kit, picking up the peroxide and a paper towel. she poured some on there before carefully placing her hand on his cheek and holding the towel to his lip.

"please don't do this anymore," she whispered. a hopeless request, and they both knew it.

"i don't want other kids getting hurt," he said.

"i don't want you getting hurt," she replied, pulling the towel away from his mouth. she frowned at it once again, inspecting it. "this looks bad."

percy remembered how hard matt had kicked it, so he wasn't surprised. "you gonna kiss it better?" he joked. this was nothing new, the borderline flirty jokes to make a moment seem lighter. thankfully, annabeth smiled a little. mission accomplished.

"idiot," she murmured, wiping it carefully with another towel and water.

"i think it would help," he said, adding in a small shrug for good measure. but then her eyes flicked up to his, and there was a look of contemplation that knocked him breathless. without another word, annabeth leaned forward and placed the gentlest of kisses to his lips, only pulling back an inch.

"better?" she whispered.

percy blinked, because no fucking way that just happened. "can't even feel it now," he murmured, reaching for her waist to pull her back in. this time, the kiss wasn't very gentle and he definitely felt it on his busted lip, but god, was it good. annabeth didn't let it go on for very long, pulling back all too soon.

"i don't wanna hurt you," she whispered.

"this is the best i've felt all day," he promised, opening his eyes to see her lips curl into a smile. then he noticed the bit of his blood on her lip and he lifted his hand to wipe it away. "though i suppose i shouldn't get you all bloody."

"let's finish getting you cleaned up," she said, a new happiness radiating off of her. "then we should probably... talk."

with the grin on her face, percy was sure they were going to do a little more than talking. he couldn't wait. with the same giddy smile matching hers, he leaned back against the wall. "i'm all yours then, doc."

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sspider-menace

1 year ago

i miss you, I'm sorry

part 1/? | 350 words | rated G

He loves her.

That’s the first thing Percy thinks about when he opens his eyes, adjusting to the bright beam of light coming from outside. He wishes he could say he slept.