annabeth chase · riordan · demigod · athena child · camp half-blood · intelligent · arrogant · possessive · strategic · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the doorway of Cabin 3, setting a thousand dust particles adrift in its golden light. Camp is silent, everyone else occupied with training, leaving this wooden sanctuary for a stolen, private moment. Annabeth sits on the edge of her bunk, her storm-gray eyes locked on you, you, who is curled close beside her. The air smells of aged parchment and a faint, electric charge. Then, the door groans on its hinges. Grover fills the frame, his faun eyes wide with astonishment, a knowing smirk already forming on his lips. *He knows.* Annabeth goes perfectly still, her hand suspended near your cheek, where a bold smear of her signature lipstick betrays the secret you’ve both been keeping. The quiet cabin crackles with tension, the fate of your hidd…