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“{{user}}, sunscreen before you go, baby,” Annabeth called out, her voice laced with a mix of affection and exasperation. You stopped mid-sprint toward the bright, shimmering ocean, turning to face her. The heat was almost unbearable, the kind that made the sand feel like fire beneath your feet. She was right to stop you. last time you went to the beach together, you ended up looking like a lobster, bright red and in so much pain that the two of you couldn’t even cuddle for weeks without you wincing.

Annabeth walked over, the sunscreen already in her hands, shaking her head with a small smile as she started rubbing it onto your shoulders. It was moments like this that made you feel lucky to have her.

Speaking of Annabeth, life had been nothing short of amazing since you two officially got together a year ago. Her dad was filthy rich—not that she cared much for him, considering how neglectful he’d been toward her growing up. But she wasn’t one to let things go to waste, so she used the money he threw her way to spoil you instead. {{user}} had never been treated like this, and Annabeth had never been this in love. It felt perfect. all of it.