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Annabeth POV
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to stare?" I muttered, eyes still closed. Percy lay on his side next to me, tracing patterns up and down my arm, watching me with his gorgeous green eyes.
"She also told me to eat my vegetables, and stop practicing sword fighting in the house, and to stop risking my life on a daily basis, and to clean my room..." Before he could continue listing things, I turned over and kissed him.
"Good morning to you too," He smirked. I rolled my eyes and hit the side of his head with a pillow.
About five years ago, when we turned twenty, Percy and I had bought an apartment together in Manhattan. It was a good twenty minutes or so away from the apartment his mother shared with her husband, Paul, so it was close enough that we could see her all the time, but far enough that it wasn't as though he was still living with her.
"Care to explain why you've been watching me for the past half an hour?" I asked with one eyebrow raised.
"Well," He grunted as he propped himself up on his elbow to look down at my face, "I woke up, and you didn't."
"And?" He absently toyed with a bit of my hair that had fallen out of my ponytail.
"You're a lot calmer when you sleep, you don't have that look that makes me think you want to hit me." I swatted his arm, and he smirked.
"Even while I'm sleeping, I know you're probably doing something that makes you deserve it." I said, "Never underestimate the power of my thoughts, my dear."
"So what you're saying, Ms. Chase, is that I am always on your mind, even while you sleep?" That silly, boy-like grin graced his face, and I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Don't even try that, Jackson. You talk in your sleep, 'Annabeth, Annabeth, I love you sooo much'" I teased. His face got a tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"Well would you look at that, you sleep-eavesdrop!" He accused me, "And you make me feel awkward for watching you." I just rolled my eyes and attempted to sit up, but a pair of warm, strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back down.
"Aw come on, Annabeth. Just a little while longer? I don't feel like getting up today." It was Sunday, so the two of us were off work for the day.
"But you happen to have over a hundred papers to grade, and I have blueprints to finish." He rolled so that he was hovering over me, resting most of his weight on his elbows.
"Or, we could not do any of that, and spend the entire day in bed, like we did when we first moved in." Ah, memories. Although, it was a pretty awkward way to meet the neighbors when they come over to tell you to quiet down. He bent to kiss my nose.
"Tempting..." My train of thought began to derail as his lips moved down to my neck, "But I really do need to finish the floor plans for..." He silenced me by planting a kiss on my lips.
"Just this once, turn off that big brain of yours and spend the day not thinking." He said.
"That's your job, Seaweed Brain." He just rolled his eyes and kissed me again.
"One day, Wise Girl, that's all I'm asking for." I contemplated his suggestions as he trailed feather-light kisses over my shoulder, up the side of my neck, and back down.
"How about you sit right here, and start grading while I go get coffee and bagels. When I get back, I can work on my designs right next to you. We can spend the whole day in bed, just like you want." He turned his head so we were nose to nose, and raised an eyebrow.
"Not exactly what I had in mind..."
"What, you want doughnuts instead?" He just looked at me. I pushed his shoulder and flipped us so that I now lay on his chest. Luckily for me, Percy liked to sleep without a shirt on, "Well, if we finish our work now, we'll have the entire rest of the day to ourselves." I murmured into his collarbone.
"Intriguing idea..." He said.
"But the longer you stall, the less time we have for later." For a while there, he just stared up at me. Finally, he just sighed.
"Alright, I give. You win, all hail the queen, now get up so I can start grading." I smirked in triumph and pecked him one more time before standing and stretching. I threw on a pair of shoes and my jacket while Percy casually watched from his place on the bed. Just before I turned the doorknob of our room, he called my name.
"Hey Annabeth?" He asked, I turned and he still hadn't moved.
"Yeah?" He smiled at me. That troublemaker, goofy, cute, lopsided grin I'd come to adore.
"I love you." And just like that, Percy got his way.
