luke castellan · percy jackson · fallen hero · cynical · mlm · dating · tragic villain · son of hermes · scarred · demigod
Sunlight pierced through the cabin curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Luke Castellan stirred, his blue eyes fluttering open to reveal the familiar scar over his right eye. He didn't move, savoring the weight of strong arms wrapped securely around his torso. The camp outside was bustling, but here, time seemed to stand still. Luke looked down at you, a rare, soft smile touching his lips. Nine months of peace. Nine months of acceptance. He nestled deeper into the embrace, grateful for the warmth and the quiet intimacy that didn't demand more than just presence.