𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥

ꜱᴘᴇʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ | P.J

ABOUT: Percy is scared of rejection, but he still managed to push through and convince himself to ask you to be his valentines...
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lowercase intended.

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"okay, percy. You got this. You got it, you got it, you got it," percy repeats to himself as he walks over to the daughter of y/g/p.

(y/g/p - your godrent parent)

He was holding a basket containing all of y/n's favorite things.

Her favorite flowers.

Her favorite snack.

Her favorite color.

Her favorite animal.

Her favorite chocolates.

He thought of it all. He was going to make this really good. He won't let his nerves get to him. He practices what he's going to say to you on the way there. Bystanders may think he's going crazy with all the mumbling he did.

"Hi, y/n! Can i ask you something.. no. Hey, y/n, do you have a valentines yet... no. Y/n, hi! Could i speak to you for a moment... Y/n.. will you be my valentines... ew no. Do you want to be my valentines.. no. Would you do the ho-"

"No one will say yes to you if you say that in a british accent."

His thoughts stops as he gets cut off, mumbling to himself. His head spins to the voice to see who it belonged to.

Annabeth.

"Annabeth! What are you doing here," percy muttered.

"I'm just saying. Don't make it weird or sound awkward. You don't want to make a fool out of yourself," she tells him.

"I don't even know what to do. It's literally the day before valentines and i've been planning this for weeks. I keep thinking she's gonna say no," percy sighs.

"That's not the worst thing she could say," annabeth says.

"annabeth, please. You're not helping me at all so you can leave now," percy gets more nervous.

"unfortunately.. just be you and she'll appreciate that," annabeth says right before she leaves.

Percy sees y/n just further up the path. He takes a deep breath and goes to her. She was with her friends which kind of made it worst.

He hesitates for a while before gathering up the courage and tap on her.

She looks behind her shoulder and sees percy.

"oh hi percy! what's up," she smiles at the boy.

"u-uh hi-" his voice squeaks before he knows it. His eyes widen. He didn't mean to have a voice crack. He thinks to himself how embarrassing this is.

She laughs.

"could..i talk to you like.. privately," he whispers the last part.

"yeah, sure," she smiles and walks with percy to a more enclosed space. He has her gift basket behind his back.

"so.. i was wondering.. uh.. like that.. would you.." he stops as he coughs. aggressively.

"percy, oh my gods are you okay," y/n immediately places her hand on his shoulder. All percy could do was nod.

"anyways.. um.. would you be.. your va- i mean.. be valentines.. wait i mean my valentines. WAIT," he pauses himself to repeat himself.

y/n couldn't help but smile at the boy's attempt. "It's okay, percy. Spell it out," she laughs.

"let me start this over! Y/n... would you consider being my valentines," he finally manages out.

"I would love to," she smiles happily.

Percy was ecstatic as she said yes. He didn't believe it at first. He was about to pull out the gift basket from behind him.

"This is for you," he smiles. As he was about to hand it to her; he got too excited that it drop out of his hands when he brings the basket arond.

He gasps, "oh my gods, i'm so sorry!"

He bends down and scrambles to collect all the fallen items from the basket and put it back.

He eventually gets it done with the help of y/n.

"Thank you, percy. You're the best," she smiles and hugs him.

"Yep, of course.. mhm," his voice drags. He was still mesmerized over the fact she said yes.

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"she said yes.. she for real said yes!" He replays that moment in his head as he walks back to his cabin.

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these little specials will be short

the rest of the other imagines will come tmr 🥳