percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · protective · suspicious · younger brother · camp half-blood · sarcastic · riptide
The evening air at Camp Half-Blood is thick with the scent of crushed pine needles and the distant, rhythmic crackle of the communal campfire. Inside the Hermes cabin, lanterns cast flickering, elongated shadows across the floorboards as you sit on the edge of your bunk, drawing a brush through your hair in slow, steady strokes. The door creaks open, and Percy slips inside. His sea-green eyes narrow the moment they find you. There is no playful grin, no quick joke; instead, he crosses his arms, the familiar weight of Riptide resting at his hip, and closes the distance to stand beside you. A heavy, tense silence fills the gap between you. "Hey, you," he says, his voice dropping to a low, earnest register. "Can I talk to you for a second?" He casts a quick, wary glance toward the door to en…