Title: Percy's Birthday
Genre: Percabeth Oneshot (Canon Universe)
Word Count: 5215

Author's Note: okay hi so this is just a little thing I wanted to do because I was thinking about it and I was like yes. It's pretty much all based on the last scene. But anyways, I want some feedback from you guys !! How's my smut writing? What can I do to make it better? What should I incorporate? What do you guys think of it overall? Let me know it comments !! It helps me to write better for you guys and myself :) anyways, I hope y'all like this, even though it's kinda short. Love you !! ❤️

WARNING: there is some suggestive language and smut scenes in this one shot. Read at your own risk.

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PERCY RUBBED HIS EYES, trying to adjust to the sunlight streaming in through the window. He sniffed and reached over to wrap his arms around Annabeth. When he was met with empty sheets, his eyes opened fully and he sat up. He looked around their small bedroom, confused, before he heard footsteps in the kitchen.

Realizing where his girlfriend was, he got up out of bed, not bothering to pull on a shirt. He walked out of the bedroom and to the kitchen to find Annabeth pouring syrup on a stack of blue pancakes. He grinned. Her hair was up in a messy bun, little golden wisps falling to frame her face. She walked around in nothing but his t-shirt and her underwear. These mornings were the best. She turned and noticed his presence, her shoulders dropping.

"I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed," she said a little sadly.

He chuckled. "I'm sorry. I knew I should have slept longer," he half-joked.

"It's okay." She smiled at him. "Come sit." He sat down at their little table as she placed the plate in front of him. "Blue pancakes with extra syrup—just the way you like 'em," she explained, licking some syrup off of her fingers.

"I thought you didn't like when I used so much syrup," he ventured.

"I don't, but I figured I'll make an exception," she explained. Then she smiled at him. "Happy birthday, Seaweed Brain."

"Happy anniversary, Wise Girl," he said and she gave him a nice peck on the lips.

"Dig in," she insisted. She got some pancakes for herself and sat across from him. They ate together, mostly in silence. There was this serene quiet settled over the apartment—this usually was the atmosphere most mornings. At least when they weren't rushing to get to class as Annabeth yelled at him because he kept trying to get her to stay. Every morning with her was his favorite, no matter what went on. To wake up to the gorgeous face of the love of his life? That was pure bliss.

"Since we couldn't be back at camp, we set up an Iris message tonight. We're all gonna celebrate—Frank, Reyna, and Hazel too," she explained, grinning at him. Even fresh out of bed, she was beautiful.

"Forget about my birthday," he insisted. "20's not that big of a deal."

Annabeth gave him a look. "Of course it's a big deal!" she insisted. "That's two decades on this earth. 20 years of surviving monsters, gods, the underworld, and everything in between."

"This is your day too—it's our 4 year anniversary," he pointed out, chuckling.

"No, this isn't about me," she told him, shaking her head and smirking at him. "I had my birthday, now it's yours."

Percy was incredibly grateful that everyone cared and was excited for his birthday, not to be misconstrued. But he didn't want anyone to make a fuss. Besides, something much more important was happening—their anniversary.
"You're not gonna let me win this one, are you?" he asked.

"Nope."

"Not even on my birthday?"

"I thought you didn't care," she remarked.

He laughed, following with a sigh. "You got me there, Wise Girl." She smirked at him.

Annabeth finished her pancakes and took her plate to the sink, washing it. "I'm gonna get in the shower. Feel free to join me when you're done. There's some fun stuff I wanna do today," she said, standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Then she disappeared, closing the door behind her.

Percy probably shouldn't have rushed to finish his pancakes, but Annabeth just knew how to get him excited. He put his dish in the sink, telling himself he'd wash it later. He opened the bathroom door and steam wafted out the door. Annabeth liked her shower water hot. Luckily, he had a slight immunity to it. Otherwise, he'd melt.

He pulled off his boxers and got in.

"Hi," Annabeth said, washing the shampoo out of her hair. As she leaned her head back, Percy snuck a kiss on her neck. She chuckled, her eyes closed. When she was finished they switched, Percy wetting his hair and letting the water run down his body.

"Here," she said, her hands full of shampoo. Percy put his head back and she started scrubbing his hair. He was perfectly capable of washing his own hair, but when Annabeth did it, she massaged his scalp and it was really nice. But he was a perfectly capable man. She was just better at it than he was.

When she was done, he washed it all out. When he turned back around, Annabeth was washing her chest, the soap creating bubbles on her tan skin. He kissed her as she rubbed her shoulders, Percy put his hands on her waist, the soap making it slippery and smooth. He slid his hands up to her breasts, palming them and gently pulling at her nipples. She moaned, her soapy hands making their way to his shoulders. He carefully stepped closer to her, leaving no space between them.

Annabeth brought them under the water, washing off the soap. Then she put her back to the wall and brought one leg up, still kissing Percy. He immediately grabbed her thigh on instinct.

"You're still on the pill, right?" he breathed.

"Yeah," she moaned. Reaching down with a hand, she guided his hard dick to her entrance, and he slid in. He started at a slow pace, making both of them a little breathless. He started going faster, making Annabeth moan louder. He loved that sound, and he loved that he could make her feel that way. She made him feel something he couldn't even explain, and it was nice to return the favor. He was glad to be able to express his love for her physically, because he wasn't very articulate and he had a lot of love for her.

She gripped his shoulders, moaning and craning her neck. Percy groaned as he felt her tighten around him. She buried a hand in his wet hair, his own splayed on the wall next to her head for support, and the other gripping her leg. He squeezed harder as he went faster.

"Oh, just like that," Annabeth moaned, and Percy listened. Her moans became higher pitched which meant she was getting close. He groaned as he felt his own climax approaching. She started swiveling her own hips against him, adding to the friction. Percy slowed down a bit—he wanted to make it last. Annabeth had different ideas. She kept moving her hips, pulling Percy close to her.

"I can't... hold out... when you do that," he groaned, his breathing heavy.

"So don't," she breathed. The feeling in his stomach was growing and the butterflies were tickling all throughout his body. He really wasn't going to be able to hold out. Percy moved his hand to grip her hip, slowing her down and getting control again. She moaned as he slowed their pace and thrusted harder, knowing that was what would get her.

"Oh, Percy... Percy, Percy," she chanted.

"Fuck," he breathed. He stared at her face, her body, into her eyes. She was always so gorgeous when they had sex, when she orgasmed. "You're so beautiful," he tried to say, but his voice was so deep and guttural.

Her moans got louder and her breathing became heavier. He knew she was close. Then, he felt her tighten and her eyes squeezed shut. She fell apart, moaning loudly with her orgasm as he came seconds later. That familiar wave of pleasure washed over him as he groaned her name.

Annabeth dropped her head back against the wall, both of them out of breath. He leaned his head on her shoulder. They didn't pull apart right away. They stayed close, wanting to savor the moment. He picked up his head and they locked eyes. He stared at her for a long time. She kissed him slowly, smiling. They pressed their foreheads together, chuckling.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you more," he replied.

"Impossible," she teased, grinning. They laughed one more time before they separated. They continued on with their shower, as Annabeth conditioned her hair and Percy scrubbed himself with soap.

These really were the best mornings.

->*<-

"My trig professor is so annoying," Annabeth sighed. She and Percy were walking hand in hand to the mess hall. "I mean, you do a shitty job at teaching and then you're the most difficult grader? That's ridiculous," she griped.

"But I thought you did really well in trig," Percy said. "Because you do well in everything," he chuckled that last part.

"I do," she answered. "He just pisses me off. Not everyone in that class is a daughter of Athena, and some of my friends were complaining about him. Bad educators are one of my biggest pet peeves."

"I know," he agreed. It was kind of funny—Annabeth was always telling some professor how to do their job, and she was always right. "So why are we going to the mess hall exactly?"

"I don't know, I thought the walk would be nice," she replied, shrugging. He shook his head and laughed, knowing there was something going on there. Very rarely did his girlfriend think 'the walk would be nice' if they weren't going somewhere important.

He noticed it as they walked up.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PERCY!

A huge sign was hanging on the wall, and he laughed at the sight. He looked over at Annabeth with a jokingly disapproving look.

She laughed. "This was actually per Hazel's request, believe it or not," she said. Hazel really was one of the sweetest people Percy knew. He laughed again, not being able to help the grin on his face.

"Do you like it?" The said cinnamon-colored-haired girl walked up to them. She was grinning widely at Percy in anticipation.

"I love it," he replied, smiling. "Thanks, Haze." They hugged quickly and she wished him a happy birthday. She was sort of like a little sister to him—not that he was replacing Estelle. Estelle was irreplaceable—that was for sure. That little two-year-old was one of his favorite people, and he missed her (and his mother and Paul, of course) everyday.

"We should start heading back if we want to get ready for the Iris message," Annabeth said.

"Oh right!" Hazel remembered. "It's at 7:00, right?"

"Yeah," Annabeth answered, "We'll see you then."

"Alright—hey!" Hazel turned to find a group of boys making a ruckus. "I gotta go. See you later!" she called back, running over to the kids. She took her duties as centurion very seriously, which was admirable.

Percy and Annabeth started walking back to their apartment, and he couldn't stop grinning. He was really excited to see everyone, even if it was through a misty image. And with Annabeth's hand in his, everything was just better.

->*<-

"PERCY!" Estelle squealed as the image showed up. He grinned from ear to ear as she cheered excitedly. She tried to grab at the mist, but Paul quickly stopped her.

Paul had been really good with all of the Greek Myth stuff. It had been a little confusing to him at first, but he slowly got the hang of it, and he proved to be a quick learner with a strong mental state. Sometimes when mortals are exposed to the reality of monsters and demigods, they go crazy because it's too much for their minds to comprehend. But Paul was doing pretty good.

"We can't touch," he explained gently. "Say 'happy birthday, Percy,'" he told Estelle.

"Happy birday, Percy!" She had some trouble with her 'th's. It was pretty adorable. She grinned her biggest smile at him and he laughed.

"Happy birthday, Percy," Paul said, grinning.

"Thanks, Paul."

"I can't believe my baby is 20," Sally said to herself, shaking her head. "I miss you both," she said, grinning a little sadly at Percy and Annabeth.

"We miss you too, mom," he said.

"We're gonna try to fly out when things settle a little more," Annabeth explained.

"I hope so. Chiron tells me everyone at camp misses you," Sally explained. Just then the doorbell rang. Paul handed Estelle to Sally and went to answer it.

Annabeth played peekaboo with her while they waited for him to come back. Percy chuckled, smiling as his little sister squealed with delight. Annabeth started making funny faces before shining her beautiful smile. It made Percy think of how he wanted his own little one with Annabeth someday. It was far in the future, but it was definitely waiting for them.

"Abba," she cooed. Estelle couldn't really say 'Annabeth' so she called her 'Abba', which they all found both hilarious and adorable. Just then, Paul came back, but he wasn't alone.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm looking for Percy Jackson," Leo said, squinting at Percy through the image. "I have something very important to tell him."

"Well, I don't know where he is right now, but I can relay a message if you'd like," he played along, making Annabeth playfully roll her eyes. He smirked at Leo.

"Sure. Can you tell him that he's a huge dick," he mouthed the last two words to the screen, making Percy laugh.

"I'll be sure to tell him that he has one," he joked.

"You know, if that was what I said, I would've just told Annabeth—I'm sure she knows all about it," he teased, smirking at them.

"Leo!" Annabeth scolded him, but Percy was laughing. They were both a little red, but it was all in good fun.

"Get outta here, Repair Boy," Piper shoved Leo aside. "Happy birthday, doofus!" she exclaimed, grinning at him.

Percy chuckled at the kind nickname. "Thanks, Pipes."

"How've you two been? How's everyone there?"

"We're all good. Frank, Reyna and Hazel should be here soon," Annabeth replied.

"I'm so excited to see them," Piper said happily, smiled through the image.

Just then the doorbell rang. Annabeth got up to answer it. Percy looked back to see that Reyna arrived.

"Happy birthday, Percy," Reyna said. Percy stood and gave her a quick hug and a thank you.

"REYNA!" Piper shouted. The two girls had gotten quite close after Jason's death. It was a tough time for all of them, but they pulled through and they knew that Jason was waiting for them in Elysium. "Oh my gods, I miss you."

"Not more than I miss you, McLean," the dark-haired girl replied.

"H-H-Hey!" Leo greeted, grinning. "'Sup, my favorite praetor?"

"I'm telling Frank," Piper teased.

"Ah, the one who destroyed my camp," Reyna joked, grinning. "How's Camp Halfblood? You destroy that yet?" She sounded bitter, but they all knew it was just a joke and there was a wide grin on her face.

"Ha, ha," he said sarcastically. "I've actually been making sure Annabeth's plans are getting put into place. With some mechanical adjustments and improvements, of course," he added, grinning his signature grin.

"Oh yeah," Annabeth remembered. "How's that going? Did Chiron start the construction?"

"Yep. We started about a week and half ago. We're making good time, a lot's getting done," he explained.

"I'm glad," she replied, grinning. Annabeth wasn't only the official architect of Olympus, but also of Camp Halfblood. Chiron asked her to help with the design of some new cabins and other stuff around camp. To think that that was his girlfriend... he still didn't know how that had happened.

A second later Hazel and Frank arrived, saying their hello's. "Happy birthday, Percy," the two said, smiling at him. He hugged the both of them, following with thank you's. They all sat down together, the Iris message shimmering.

"Alright, can we start birthday festivities?" Paul asked.

"Yep, we got everyone," Piper said. Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Who's left?" Percy asked Annabeth.
She stood up and walked to the door. "I actually have one more small surprise," she said a little mischievously, smirking. She opened the door and he couldn't believe who it was.

"Happy birthday, Perce,"

"Grover?"

"Hey man," he greeted, grinning his biggest smile.

Percy rushed up to his best friend, hugging him tight. They engulfed each other in an embrace. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen his best friend. Grover had been traveling all over on his environmental expeditions to help with global warming. They talked as often as they could, but it was getting more difficult. Now to see him on his birthday? That was the best gift. It had been a while, but he looked great.

"How...? When...? Did you...?" Percy tried to ask multiple questions, but his mouth failed him.

"Happy birthday," Annabeth said simply, grinning. Percy hugged Grover one last time to make sure that he was really there. Then Grover hugged Annabeth tight, and the trio was back together again.

"Look who it is, mom," Percy said. Grover showed up in the Iris message.

"Oh my god! Grover! My second son, how are you?" she asked.

Grover laughed. "I'm good, Sally. I miss you guys," he said.

"Oh, we miss you too!" They continued to talk and everyone got more acquainted.

Percy turned to Annabeth for a moment, talking quietly so that only she would hear. "You really didn't have to do this."

"I wanted to," she said, smiling. "These are my friends too, Seaweed Brain," she joked, making him chuckle.

"But seriously," he continued, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." She grinned at him.

"As nice as this all is," Leo chimed in, "I would really like to eat cake." They all laughed at the curly-haired boy.

"Well, are we ready?" Hazel asked.

"I think we are. Frank, get the lights please," Annabeth requested, and he obliged. She walked to the fridge and took out the cake. She lit the candles and quickly and started bringing the cake over. She started singing as well, grinning. Percy knew she didn't like the way she sounded when she sang, but he thought she actually wasn't half bad. Then again, he was absolutely tone deaf.

"Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Percy
Happy birthday to you,"

"Make your wish, man," Frank encouraged.
Percy closed his eyes for a second. He already had everything he could possibly want; his friends were all together, he went to school in a really awesome, safe place, he lived with the love of his life in sunny California, and he had the best friends and family he could ever ask for. And then he knew what to wish for. I wish everything will stay this way. And he blew out his candles. Everyone cheered. It was kind of stupid to wish for, but he didn't want to change anything. He had everything he needed.

"What'd you wish for?" Annabeth asked, her arm draped over his shoulders.

"If I tell you, it won't come true," he teased. She laughed, making him grin.

They all continued to talk through the Iris message, and to those who they were with in real life, of course. The best part of the call was watching Estelle make a complete mess as she ate her cake.

"I swear, it must be some genetic thing that I have because she's almost messier than you were!" Sally joked to Percy. He laughed at his little sister, as did everyone else.

Even though they couldn't all be together in real life with each other, Percy was glad to see everyone on his birthday. And Annabeth mostly put the whole thing together. He really had the best girlfriend in the universe. He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her head. She leaned into him, laughing.

They all talked and laughed well into the night. They finally ended the Iris message at around 11:3o p.m. By then, Hazel, Frank, and Reyna were ready to leave. Percy felt a little sad with the sudden absence of his family. But he knew that they'd all be together soon, and it was nice to have that time together.

Percy and Annabeth had been getting ready for bed. He was sprawled out on their bed, in nothing but his boxers like usual. Annabeth came out of the bathroom and walked into their bedroom.

"On a scale of one to ten, how tired are you right now?" she asked. Percy realized she was holding something behind her back and his curiosity peaked.

Percy shrugged. "Like a four maybe," he replied.

"I have one last surprise, but only if you're up to it. We don't have to do it right now," she explained.

"What is it?" he asked.

She didn't say anything else. Instead, she showed him what she had behind her back. It was a brand new can of whipped cream. She bit her lip and held it up.

"Wait, seriously?" he asked, sitting upright immediately. Suddenly, he wasn't tired at all.

"Mhm." Annabeth nodded.

Percy's face split into a grin. "Are you sure? I thought you didn't like mixing food and sex," he asked.

"I mean, I don't but whipped cream is okay and I was just thinking about it..." she trailed off, biting her lip.

Percy already felt himself getting excited. He looked up at her from the bed and smiled.
"Best. Birthday. Ever."

->*<-

Annabeth laid flat out beneath him, a small, giddy smile on her face. Percy took the whipped cream and shook the can. This was something he had been thinking about for probably the past month and a half.

"Are you ready?"

She put her hands over her face and started laughing. "I can't believe I'm letting you do this," she laughed out loud.

Percy chuckled himself. He was like a child finally getting the toy he wanted. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to," he offered.

"No, I do," she assured him.

"Okay," he replied. "Ready?"

"Yeah." He flipped the can and put a dollop right between her breasts. She slightly hunched her shoulders on instinct. "It's cold," she laughed.

He continued going down her abdomen, leaving a trail of little swirls down the center of her stomach and down to just above her vagina, her shaven pussy smooth.

"Can I put it on your nipples?"

There was a pause, and she seemed to be considering it. "Yeah," she decided, holding back laughter. He put a dollop on each of her nipples. Then he flipped the can up and put some in his mouth. Annabeth gestured for him to give her the can. She did the same as him and he laughed. They placed it aside and Percy positioned himself over her.

"It's gonna start melting," Annabeth noted.

"Because I get you all hot and bothered?" he asked jokingly.

"Because I'm naturally hot," she teased. They laughed, and Percy went to work.

He started with the one in the middle of her chest. He left open mouthed kisses in wake of the whipped cream. His tongue swiped over her warm, tan skin, licking it clean. She breathed deeply as he moved to her nipples.

She moaned as he sucked and licked at her soft skin. When he was finished with both, he continued moving down her body, eating the whipped cream and kissing and licking her skin. Her hands were buried in his hair, or splayed across his shoulders. He was really enjoying this, and he knew he would. Two of his favorite things: whipped cream, and Annabeth. He had a feeling she liked it too.

He finally got to the last one, right above her vagina. He placed his hands on her thighs and breathed over her.

"Percy," she moaned. In that moment, he was ready to give her everything she wanted. So he did. Starting with small kisses on her inner thighs, he worked his way to her center.

Her fingers tugged at small tufts of his hair as he swiped his tongue over her entrance and then circled her clit. He gradually stuck in a finger, pumping in and out and getting her used to the sensation. Then, he stuck in another, her slippery wetness coating his fingers. She moaned and craned her neck as the sound of his fingers pumping in and out of her filled the room.

Her thighs closed slightly, hugging his head. With his free hand, he opened her legs again, gripping her thigh.

"Oh, Percy," she moaned. "Oh, don't stop," she breathed.

He listened. Percy curled his fingers, hitting a spot that made her tighten around him. She moaned louder as he continued, hitting that same spot, over and over again. Soon enough, she arched her back and moaned her loudest. Percy continued to move his fingers, coaxing her all the way through her orgasm. Her body dropped back to the bed, a sigh escaping her beautiful lips.

"We're switching," she said, still slightly catching her breath. "I have one final gift," she crooned. She pushed Percy onto his back and kissed him, propping herself up over him. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, swiping over his own. He felt the friction in his underwear grow.

She kissed along his jaw and down his neck, over his Adam's apple, which bobbed as he swallowed. She continued moving down, leaving one hickey on his left peck. She finally reached his underwear, slowly, tantalizingly, pulling them down the waistband. His erection sprung free and Annabeth threw his underwear aside.

She firstly took him in her hand, stroking him and working him like that. He groaned at the feeling, getting harder and wetter as she increased her pace. Then, she licked up his shaft, and started giving him a blowjob. He held her hair back as she moved up and down, swirling her tongue at the tip.

"Fuck, Beth," Percy groaned. She pulled off and continued with her hand again, licking at his scrotum. She really knew how to get him. Then she went back to his dick, licking and sucking until he felt his climax approaching. "Shit, I'm close."

Then, after a few more moments, she stopped, coming up to kiss him. She swirled her tongue into his mouth, reaching over for the whipped cream. "You want more?" she asked, putting some in her own mouth.

"Yeah, sure," he agreed, grinning. She shook it and put a dollop in his mouth, chuckling. He swallowed it and they laughed. Annabeth licked the extra whipped cream off of her fingers slowly, knowing Percy was watching her.

"Ready?" she asked. Percy nodded. Annabeth slowly slid onto him and he groaned. She started moving at a steady pace, increasing slowly. She placed her hands on his chest and moaned. He gripped her waist tighter as she swiveled her hips and sent a jolt of pleasure through his body. She picked up the pace and leaned back, leaning on her hands.

Percy rubbed her smooth skin, his hands trailing up to her breasts. He kneaded them and rubbed her nipples, getting them hard and making her breathing heavier. Her chest rose and fell quickly with her rapid breathing. She craned her neck back, moaning his name.

That made him want her even more. Every time she moaned his name, it was one of the sexiest things he had ever heard. He loved it. He loved her. She slowed her pace a bit, trying to catch her breath. Percy started bucking his hips, thrusting up into her himself. She moaned at the friction, closing her eyes. She tried to say something, but it was lost in her breathing. She bit down on her lip, gripping the sheets in fistfuls.

Percy continued to thrust, tightly gripping her hips. He was getting close, and it was getting harder to hold on. He knew that Annabeth was also close, and he wanted her to come first. People refer to sex a lot of different ways, but whenever Percy had sex with Annabeth, it would always be making love. He would never be able to do anything less than make love to her, because he just loved her too much.

He breathed heavily and groaned, "Annabeth... fuck..."

Then she regained control, pushing down on his hips. She grinded down onto him, making a higher-pitched moan come from the back of his throat. She smirked briefly before heaving breaths again. He wanted to slow down, he wanted to hold out, but Annabeth wasn't going to let him, and neither was he. Soon enough, he was groaning consistently with their pace, and he climaxed.

Annabeth kept going until she orgasmed a few moments later. She fell apart in a mess of moans, curses, and 'Percy's. She rode out her climax before fully stopping. The room was filled with nothing but the sound of their heavy breathing. She hung her head, chuckling.

When she looked up with that gorgeous grin, Percy started laughing too. She leaned down and kissed him, her hair falling over them like a golden curtain. He reached up and held it out of her face, kissing her again. They were too busy smiling and chuckling quietly to really kiss properly, so it was messy and full of teeth, but it was perfect.

After a few more moments of simply enjoying each other, they went to clean themselves up. Percy splashed his face with water while Annabeth peed. Then they switched. They brushed their teeth, and he gave her a foamy grin through the mirror, making her laugh.

They threw a towel over the sheets; they'd change them in the morning. Percy laid down in his underwear and Annabeth pulled on his t-shirt, crawling in next to him. He leaned over and buried his face in her neck, his arms around her waist. She ran a hand through his hair and kissed his head.

"Happy birthday, my love," she said quietly.

"Happy anniversary," he replied. Then he looked up and kissed her. It was slow and sweet, gentle and a little sleepy. "I love you more than anything," he whispered.

She smiled at him. "I love you even more than that," she said.

"Impossible,"

Then she laughed and kissed him again. And they fell asleep like that, in each other's arms, and in love. And all Percy could think was how he wanted to fall asleep like that every night for the rest of his life. For the rest of his birthdays. Annabeth really was the woman he was meant to spend the rest of his life with, and that was all he needed.

Best birthday ever.

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