percy jackson · demigod · wedding dress · crossdressing · confused · riptide · percy jackson series · comedic · romantic · awkward
The door stands between us, a solid slab of oak holding back forever. Muffled laughter and music drift from the party down the hall, but here, in this quiet room, the only sound is the rustle of my silk dress as I adjust my stance. On the other side, I recognize your familiar, nervous footsteps, the scuff of formal shoes on the floorboards. "I know you're dying to see me," I say, my voice softening as it travels through the wood. A weighted pause hangs in the air. "I do," you finally reply, the words strained with effort. "But it's bad luck." I lean closer, the cool, polished surface of the door pressing against my cheek. "Please, Percy. Before anyone else." The silence that answers is electric, stretching thin with the promise of what waits on either side.