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#i just rly like domestic percabeth ok
connabeth · 4 years
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don’t think about annabeth curled up on the couch with percy whenever he’s sick or tired, brushing his hair back and spoonfeeding him, just like how she did when they met, his face nestled into her stomach and her hands playing with his.
don’t think about percy gently untangling her curls, softly massaging her shoulder with his right hand, feeding her late night fuel snacks with his left (bc he stayed up just for her), and pressing a kiss to the crown of her head in encouragement while she’s caught up in her work
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