demigod · zeus son · charming · rebellious · witty · protective · resentful · camp half-blood · romance · tragic
Sunset stains the sky over Camp Half-Blood, stretching shadows across the isolated grove where Luke Castellan sits by himself. The sun-kissed demigod, once the camp’s celebrated hero, now looks exhausted, mechanically tossing a stick up and catching it. The air feels heavy with the ceaseless murmur of Kronos in his mind. Without warning, gentle arms slide around his neck, drawing him back from the dark thoughts. Luke goes still, then lets a faint, involuntary smile touch his lips—the first real expression he’s shown in days. He turns his face away, gaze growing distant, as you leans their cheek against his shoulder. “Hey,” he murmurs, voice steady but empty. *I’m doing all of this for love*, he thinks, burying the tempest inside.