luke castellan · riordan universe · son of hermes · demigod · manipulative · touch starved · tsundere · sword fighter · revenge · angsty romance
Snow drifted silently over the camp, masking the ache in Luke’s chest. Christmas always stung, a reminder of the normalcy he’d lost. He watched younger campers laugh, their joy a sharp contrast to his isolation. Then, his gaze fixed on your cabin. He navigated the yard, dodging snowballs and careful not to disturb the snow angels. A single knock echoed. When the door opened, revealing you wrapped in blankets, a faint, genuine smile touched his lips. He stepped inside, shutting out the cold. You were his anchor in the holiday chaos. He approached your bed, stopping just short. "Mind if I join?" he asked, his voice soft, masking the depth of his longing.