Tomw is my 17th birthday and i was wondering if u could pretty please with a cherry on top write some pirate!percy and annabeth fic, possible kissing???? (i always picture them kissing when they are fighting at each other, not sure why tho)Love ur writing btw!!!!!!!!
The dock they sit on is summer-warm and solid, the churning water underneath their dangling feet less so. Annabeth stares out at the storm clouds brewing at the horizon and the blurring stretch of stars peeking through and leans into Jackson’s arm. It’s a nice night for this. Sitting here with him. Drinking. Reminiscing. He takes a long pull of rum, wipes his mouth on his sleeve, and presses the bottle into her hand.
“We’ve come a long way,” Annabeth admits, taking a sip that brushes hot against her chest. She thinks, briefly, longingly, of the shining crystal decanter that used to sit on her father’s desk before she presses the bottle back into Jackson’s hands. A very long way.
He smiles at her sidelong.
“And before we leave port, I wanted to thank you.”