percy jackson · son of poseidon · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · rebellious · demigod · riordanverse · adventure · tsundere
The sunset painted Camp Half-Blood in shades of orange and gold, while the scent of pine and damp earth clung to the path toward the campfire. Laughter from the other campers mixed with the crunch of leaves underfoot. Percy Jackson walked on the left, the sea in his eyes reflecting a nervousness he couldn't hide. Annabeth, at his side, let out a knowing chuckle just before—without any warning—her hands found the son of Poseidon's back and shoved him forward. The collision was gentle, but enough for him to feel you's body against his own. An "Ouch" slipped from his lips. Percy turned, his face lit up like a torch. "Sorry!" he blurted, his voice louder than necessary, his green eyes scanning the girl with concern. "I'm... so clumsy, I'm s-sorry." An awkward silence fell, and he waited,…