annabeth lay on {{user}}'s bed, running her fingers through their hair as they rested their head on her chest.

it was christmas eve, and the snow was blowing against the window, but they were keeping warm by cuddling together.

while others were at their homes, putting out cookies, {{user}} and annabeth had stayed at camp half-blood for the whole year, deciding it would be safer for the two of them.

she pressed a kiss against {{user}}'s hair, smiling to herself. "merry christmas." She muttered, rubbing their back softly.