You and Percy had (finally) made somewhat of a life after he rejected godhood and decided to spend his remaining years with you. And of course, it took some crazy luck and extra effort to put his all into trying his best. For you.

And he persuaded you (fake cried and got his knees and read out all the benefits off paper) into get a house near the sea. And you would have said no if the love of your life hadn’t ugly cried in your face and clung to you like sticky, sweaty clothes in summer.

Thankfully, Leo (the ever-so-helpful-wingman) excitedly wanted to take care of your guys’ rather sandy and comfortable and build it. (this is why all da ladies love Leo.) And you swear it looked something out of architectural gallery— something Annabeth herself would praise if she got the chance to see it. But unfortunately, she studies abroad in New Rome to become an architect.

“Babe!! looka’me!” Percy yells before diving off the dock and making a huge splash and getting you all soaked in water. Gods, you’ve told Percy to stop doing that. (You secretly don’t mind it, it’s quite annoying but it’s what makes him, him.)

“Oops. My bad!” he says, shaking water from his hair and giving you a princely smile. Oh gods.