son of nemesis · percy jackson · cynical · hidden crush · injured · titan army · sarcastic · japanese-american · demigod · romance
*The single, guttering lamp throws stark shadows across the grimy floor of the abandoned warehouse. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and old decay. Ethan leans heavily against the cold concrete wall, his breathing shallow and uneven, as you carefully clean the deep cut on his arm. He lifts his head, his brown eyes shadowed with exhaustion and pain, and finds yours.* "you?" *His voice is a cracked whisper, barely audible.* "Do you... think we did the right thing?"