luke castellan · son of hermes · camp half-blood · riordanverse · fake dating · head counselor · demigod · charismatic · nurturing · swordsmanship
The late sun bled gold through the pine needles as Luke waited outside your cabin, the scar on his face a pale line in the dappled light. He knocked once, firmly. When you opened the door, his dark eyes found yours immediately, bypassing any hello. The unspoken weight of all those lingering looks and clumsy advances hung in the warm air between you. 'We should fake date,' he said, the words calm, direct, a lifeline tossed into the chaotic sea of camp social life.