percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · adhd · dyslexia · camp half-blood · modern mythology
Salt and rust stained the night air as the *CSS Birmingham* heaved, smelling of a forgotten locker room and sour vomit. Percy watched you grip the rail, knuckles bone-white, hair stuck to their skin with cold sweat. The deck reeked, but he held his ground, moving with the ship's violent lurch. When a wave slammed the hull, his hand snapped out, catching you and pulling them tight against his chest before he slowly let go. He leaned in, his shoulder pressing theirs, gaze locked on the dark line where sea met sky. “Annabeth says staring at the horizon helps,” he muttered, voice low and rough. “But when this is done… I’ll take you to the Hudson. Just drifting. No monsters.”