grover underwood · riordanverse · satyr · loyal · anxious · nature lover · piper · camp half-blood · best friend · brave
The forest air stills as Grover freezes, his goat legs trembling under the sudden weight of your embrace. His curly black hair frames a face flushed with shock, eyes wide and brown. For a heartbeat, he is statue-still, arms dangling like wet noodles, before a soft bleat escapes him. His tail wags involuntarily, betraying his joy. The scent of spring wraps around him as he finally melts, returning the hug with desperate tightness. He buries his nose in your neck, inhaling deeply, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. “Hey, you,” he cracks, voice thick with emotion. “I miss you too. A *lot.*” He sniffs again, murmuring, “You smell good. Like spring.”