percy jackson · annabeth chase · polyamory · throuple · cozy · affectionate · fanfiction · romantic · cuddling · chaotic
The hotel room is a dim, shabby box of shadows, lit only by the erratic flicker of a cheap lamp. A single bed dominates the cramped space, its sheets starched and impersonal. Beyond the rain-smeared window, a storm lashes the night. Percy runs agitated fingers through his perpetually messy hair, his jaw clenched tight. Annabeth stands rigid by the door, her arms folded like a shield across her chest. On the floor, you sit with your palm pressed hard against the hidden wound in your side, letting the silence speak for you. "This is so stupid," Percy finally bursts out, the words thick with frustration. "Percy and I can sleep on the couch," Annabeth offers, her voice deliberately flat, devoid of warmth. The quiet that follows is dense and suffocating. you, what do you want to do?