Percy Jackson x reader one shots

Annabeth Chase had always been known for her iconic blonde curls, a feature that everyone seemed to recognize her by. But today, she was acting differently. You had been talking to your brothers earlier, joking about how you admired girls with short hair or even ones who shaved their heads. It was just an offhand comment, and you didn't think much of it.

But Annabeth had overheard.

It wasn't long before you noticed something off about her. She seemed distant, but you couldn't put your finger on it. When she walked into the common area, you saw the glint of a new look. Annabeth stood before you, her hands nervously clutching the hem of her shirt. Her eyes were determined, but there was a vulnerability there too.

"You know," she said quietly, her voice a little too steady, "I heard you talking to your brothers about liking girls who shave their heads."

Your heart skipped a beat, realizing exactly what she was getting at. You stammered, trying to make sense of the situation. "Annabeth, I didn't mean—"

But she cut you off, her fingers brushing through her hair. "I don't know why it stuck with me, but..." Annabeth took a deep breath. "I thought maybe I could pull it off. I mean, it's just hair, right? If it's something that catches your eye, I could try it."

You were speechless for a moment, your mind trying to process the bold decision she was making. Annabeth wasn't one to take impulsive actions, especially with something so drastic as shaving her head.

"Annabeth, I didn't mean you should—" you started, but she gave you a playful, yet determined smile.

"No, no. It's fine," she cut you off again. "I want to do this... for me. And maybe, just maybe, to prove that I can do something unexpected."

Before you knew it, she was already in front of a mirror, looking at herself with an almost teasing grin. "Do you think I'll look good with it?" she asked, still unsure. "Maybe I should go full buzz."

You swallowed hard, trying to wrap your mind around the change. "I think you'd look amazing no matter what you do," you said softly, though your mind was racing with the sheer act of rebellion that this represented. Annabeth, the girl who always prided herself on being in control, was going to take a leap into something that was completely out of her comfort zone.

Her eyes flickered to yours, a small smile forming on her lips. "Well, I guess we'll see. I'll leave it up to you to support me in case I mess it up."

You couldn't help but admire her courage. Even if she was doing it for reasons that were driven by a comment you made, it was clear that Annabeth was always up for a challenge. The fact that she trusted you enough to share this with you was a big deal.

"Of course, Annabeth," you said, stepping closer. "And when it's done, I think you're still going to be the most amazing person I know, no matter what you do with your hair."

Annabeth gave you a wink. "We'll see about that."

And with that, she disappeared into the bathroom. The sound of clippers buzzing filled the air, and you stood there, marveling at the fact that your offhanded comment had led to such a bold transformation.

When she finally stepped back into the room, her hair completely gone, you stared for a moment in awe.

"You—" you started, taking in the change. "You look incredible. Absolutely stunning."

Annabeth chuckled, her grin wide. "I know, right?"

You couldn't help but feel a little proud of her, and you walked toward her, brushing a hand gently over her now-smooth scalp. "You're incredible. I didn't think you'd actually go through with it."

Annabeth shrugged, her gaze softening. "Maybe I did it for me. But if I'm being honest... I wanted to impress you too."

"Mission accomplished," you said, leaning in for a kiss, the new connection between you two now stronger than ever.