𝘼 𝙌𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙤𝙙 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚 ⁰·¹

There's a first for everything ↻

(y/n) sighed softly as he snuggled closer into Annabeth's embrace.

  She ran her fingers gently through his hair, slightly ruffling it out of the way of his face and exposing his soft, vulnerable expression.

  His eyes were heavy from lack of sleep, and the bags under them were a quite obvious let on to that fact. Annabeth rubbed his cheek with her free hand, and held his waist close to her with her other.

  So suddenly, (y/n) quietly muttered, barely able for Annabeth to hear his words, "I love you."

  Annabeth looked down at him with a shocked face. Ever since they'd started dating, he had never said I love you back, it was only her saying it, for months, and all of a sudden he just says it. It made Annabeth feel warm and fuzzy inside, just by the calm tone in his voice, and how it sounded more like a cute whine.

  She smiled. "I love you, too."

『••✎••』

  (y/n) rolled his eyes. "Are you serious? Piper is totally into you."

  Annabeth scoffed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "I told you, we're just friends. She doesn't like me that way!"

  (y/n) stared at her in doubt. "Have you ever seen the look on her face when she looks at you?"

  "She doesn't like me," Annabeth grumbled. "If anything, she likes you!"

  (y/n) shook his head. "She definitely likes you."

  Annabeth narrowed her eyes. "You wanna count how many people like me, and how many people like you?"

  (y/n) rolled his eyes. "Fine. Who likes me?"

  Annabeth raised her hand, lifting her fingers one by one. "There's Jason, Hazel, Leo, Reyna, Clovis, Gwen, Clarisse–don't deny it, Clarisse definitely likes you."

  (y/n) folded his arms above his chest with a huff of indignation. "Yeah, but–"

  "Oh, but wait! There's more!" Annabeth said, faking excitement. "There are gods. Can you believe that?"

  "Shut up, no god is into me," (y/n) frowned.

  "Yeah? And what about Apollo? And the literal goddess of love, Aphrodite herself? How am I meant to compete with that? Not to mention, Thalia had a crush on you before she went to the Hunters. Thalia!"

  (y/n) sighed. "Fine. You win. I'm the most wanted."

👑『••✎••』💐

  (y/n) looked around, twirling to get a better view of everything.

  He'd never been to the Underworld just to have a look around before, and everything felt different. Well, the first time he'd visited, he was eight, and he was going there to meet Hades, his mother's husband, to try and take back Zeus's lightning, just to discover that Hades wasn't with it, so it all left quite a fear to come back.

  Now, he was with his new boyfriend, who just so happened to be Hades's son, Nico di Angelo, the small Italian from cabin 13 in Camp Half-Blood.

  Nico faced (y/n) throughout all the way, admiring his beauty all over, almost salivating at the sight of the small dress he had picked up. (y/n) wanted to be casual, but also formal at the same time, so he asked Nico for help on getting what to dress, and Nico chose his favorite: the knee-length red dress, with the needed flower crown, and the addition of brown boots and leather, fingerless gloves.