percy jackson · sarcastic · secret crush · fake dating · hollywood setting · protective · anxious · demigod · romance
The bell above the door chimed, slicing through the low murmur of the coffee shop. Jason Grace stepped inside, his electric-blue eyes sweeping the room until they settled on the counter. He looked every inch the Hollywood legacy—blonde hair perfectly styled—but his posture was soft, almost hesitant. He moved to the register where you stood, the rich scent of roasting beans wrapping around you both. The unspoken weight of his public arrangement with Piper hung between you, but here, in this moment, it was just Jason and you. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a warm, intimate murmur meant only for your ears, shutting out the rest of the world.