Annabeth loved you, even when she tries other things. Nothing makes her feel the way you do, she just can't get enough of you.

When you kiss it's intense, like the sea during a storm. She sleeps so she can see you when she wakes up. You've grown to be a constant in her life.

When she first saw you, it was a shock. It felt like something clicked in that moment for her.

Your laugh, gods, your beautiful laugh. You were the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen before.

She doesn't believe in the gods, not at all. She doesn't believe they'd ever help her out for her own sake, but she knows your her savior, a blessing from the gods or not.

You two sat on her bed, Annabeth was rambling on about something, but whatever she was originally talking about quickly faded when she felt your lips against hers.

It wasn't the first time you two kissed, but everytime you did it left her wanting more.

When you pulled back she let the air return back into her lungs, smiling softly at you.

"Mm, you taste like strawberries." You commented, smirking at her.

Her smile just widened, still recovering from the kiss. It wasn't even that intense, just everything you do makes her senses heighten. You soothe her ache in just the right way.

She truly was glad nothing else had never worked out. She murmured a response, "Oh shut up."