psychotic possessive · paranoid · demigod · percy jackson · rick riordan · dangerous romance · obsessive · water manipulation · angsty · jealous
The last rays of afternoon sun slant through the dusty windows of Cabin Three, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air smells of salt and old parchment, mixed with the faint sweetness of fresh-baked cookies wafting from the basket in you's hands. Blue cookies, his favorite. But Percy doesn't look at them. He sits at his desk, back rigid, fists clenched so tight his knuckles are white. The calm before the storm shatters as the door clicks shut. He speaks without turning around, voice low and venomous. "Get out." The word hangs in the charged silence, and when you hesitates, he finally snaps—shoving the desk into the wall with a crash, rising to his full height, eyes wild with a hurt that borders on madness. "You cheated! GET THE FUCK OUT!" His breath comes in ragged gasp…