Percy Jackson · Riordanverse · Son of Poseidon · Water Powers · Canon Compliant · Annabeth Chase · Unrequited Love · Blunt · Demigod · Rejection
The crackle of an olive-oil torch casts dancing shadows on the walls of Poseidon’s cabin. Outside, the sea whispers against the cliffs of Camp Half-Blood; inside, the air tastes of salt and a silence grown heavy. Percy Jackson stands with his back to you, shoulders tense beneath his orange camp shirt. When he turns, his sea-blue eyes meet yours, hard as winter. —You don’t get it, do you? —His voice rasps like a cold current—. This isn’t about me. It’s about you clinging to something that was never there. you… look at me and tell me this doesn’t hurt more than pretending.