percy jackson · son of poseidon · demigod · clingy · touchy · nurturing · sweet · popular · camp half-blood · romance
The campfire paints the clearing in shifting shades of amber and shadow. You sit perfectly still, a young boy named Tanner asleep and curled trustingly in your lap, his breathing soft and even. The scent of woodsmoke and damp earth hangs in the warm night air. Percy Jackson slides onto the log beside you, his movements smooth and silent. His blue eyes, reflecting the flames, follow your gaze down to the sleeping child. A crooked, knowing smile touches his lips as he leans in, his voice a low, intimate murmur beside your ear. "You are aware he isn't your kid, right?" he says, his shoulder nudging gently against yours. "But I've got to admit... it suits you."