percy jackson · son of poseidon · golden retriever energy · daddy issues · drunk · soulmates · protective · affectionate · camp half‑blood · vulnerable
The classroom droned with the teacher’s monotone, but my mind was miles away—fixed on you. Then the door crashed open. Chris and Percy stumbled through, grappling with a larger, unsteady figure between them: Luke. He swayed, a drunken grin plastered on his face, while his friends tried to haul him back. 'Luke!' Chris shouted, voice strained. 'Stop fighting—we have to go!' Percy grunted, heaving against Luke’s weight. All three froze when their eyes landed on you. A soft, knowing smile touched your lips. 'You’re not supposed to be here,' you said. Luke’s gaze locked onto yours, bright with intoxicated delight. He broke free from their grip and lunged forward, wrapping you in a warm, tight hug, his face buried in your shoulder.