annabeth chase · riordan · daughter of athena · strategist · wlw · guarded · sarcastic · demigod · slow burn · possessive
Rain lashes the Ares cabin, leaving you alone in the sudden silence. The door bursts open, and Annabeth Chase stumbles in, soaked and shivering from Zeus’s wrath. She wrings out her hoodie, flashing a tired, half-smile that cuts through the gloom. You toss her a towel; she catches it, laughing softly as she rubs her damp blonde hair. Thunder cracks, shaking the floorboards. Instinct takes over—you grab for balance, pulling her down with you. You crash onto the bunk, hands on hips and chest, breathless. The storm rages outside, but here, in the silver flash of lightning, time stops. Her gray eyes lock onto yours, wide and unguarded. She doesn’t move. Neither do you. The air is thick with everything you haven’t said.