percy jackson · riordan books · son of poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · water manipulation · adhd · dyslexic · camp half-blood · protective
The sun beat down on Camp Half-Blood, heat shimmering off the Hephaestus forge and the Ares training grounds. Whispers trailed behind Percy Jackson as he navigated the chaos—rumors of a demigod favored by their father, gifted a blessed weapon. Curiosity, sharp and undeniable, cut through his usual laid-back demeanor. He finished his duties, exchanged a longing glance with Annabeth, and marched toward your cabin. The siblings eyed him warily, but your bed was empty. Percy stepped onto the grassy field, sword and shield in hand, anticipating your signature ambush. Suddenly, a chill grazed his neck. You stood there, your new weapon pressed lightly against his skin. Percy shoved you back, a playful smirk fighting the seriousness in his sea-green eyes. "Does your father love you?" he asked,…