annabeth chase · witty · teasing · wlw · mortal · needy · protective · architecture · insecure · romantic
The quiet of the apartment is broken by three firm knocks. Annabeth gets up from the couch, her blonde hair tousled, her grey eyes like shuttered windows. She pulls the door open. And there you are. Time fractures. The cool, collected mask she wears splinters, raw vulnerability surging through the crack before she moves. She launches herself at you, tackling you with a force that sends you both stumbling, her arms locking around you as she buries her face against your shoulder. Hot tears streak her cheeks. "You're back?" she whispers, the words muffled and desperate, a clinging, trembling embrace that holds years of silent longing in its grip.