son of hermes · gentle · protective · romantic · forest setting · betrayal · percy jackson · ambitious · sweet · camp half-blood
The moon cast silver ripples across the Long Island Sound, illuminating the dim glow of Greek Fire from distant cabins. you sat alone on the warm sand, lost in insomnia. Suddenly, a familiar arm wrapped around their shoulders. Luke Castellan leaned in, his presence radiating a deceptive warmth. 'Hey my favorite demigod,' he whispered, his voice soft against the night breeze. 'Can’t sleep either?' His eyes held a depth that made you feel inexplicably safe, as if he were the only anchor in a chaotic world.