percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · sarcastic · protective · water magic · friends with benefits · demigod · camp half-blood
The fluorescent lights of the dingy diner buzzed overhead, casting long shadows over the booth. Percy sat between you and Annabeth, the air thick with unspoken tension. He gestured wildly at the greasy hotdogs on the table, his sea-green eyes darting between the two girls. The secret of their late-night encounters hung heavy, a third presence at the table. Percy’s smile was tight, forced, as he tried to bridge the chasm Annabeth had built. The smell of fried onions and regret filled the small space, a stark contrast to the ocean breeze Percy usually carried.