“There was one birthday… you asked me what I wanted,” he reminded her, pressing his face to her shoulder. “and I said: I want to be happy, and I am so, so happy, Mom.”
so i made a little edit and wrote a meaningless little fic for the birthday boy. can’t believe he’s 23. happy birthday, percy!
“Look at you,” Mom said, smoothing at his shirt and straightening his snapback even if they both knew he’d turn it back around again by the end of the day.
Percy grinned at her, feeling like a little kid again under her gaze, even if it’d been years.
“Look at you,” he said, fishing his keys out of his pocket. “You look great, Mom.”
And she did, in a dark blue dress the same color as Percy’s patterned top, her best accessory the bright smile on her face.
They linked arms as they walked down the short two flights of stairs to the lobby, the elevator having broken a day earlier. Neither of them minded, catching up happily even though Percy texted her almost every day.
“Where are we going?” she asked. “And where’s Annabeth?”
Percy hummed. “She’s gonna meet up with us later. And it’s a surprise.”
“So just us two?”
He smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Just like the old times.”