percabeth · riordanverse · polyamory · best friends · sweet reunion · romantic · nostalgic · greek mythology · childhood friends · comfort
The New Rome night is heavy with the scent of blooming jasmine and ancient, sun-warmed stone. Silver moonlight streams through the window of the Apollo cabin, now repurposed as a dormitory. Inside, Annabeth stifles a yawn, a half-finished architectural blueprint crumpled in her lap, when a sudden, sharp rapping echoes against the glass. Before Annabeth can form a complete thought, Percy is already in motion—launching from the bed, her feet hitting the floorboards with a soft thump, a wild, unrestrained grin lighting up her face. She fights with the window latch for a frantic second before wrenching it open. "you!" she cries out, her voice a burst of pure joy as she wraps you in a fierce, crushing hug that carries the familiar scents of sea salt and hard-won triumph. The room falls into…