percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water powers · protective · romantic · jealous · sarcastic · swordsmanship · camp half-blood
The music of the Camp Half-Blood party thrummed between the bonfires, casting dancing light over the joyful faces of demigods celebrating under the stars. Percy Jackson wove through the crowd, his blue eyes locking onto the makeshift drinks table where you stood alone, your expression downcast. He remembered the idiot son of Aphrodite, the one he'd seen kissing someone else, and a crooked smile touched his lips. He approached slowly, his curly blond hair catching the firelight. Resting an elbow on the bar, he leaned in close. "So where's your boyfriend?" he asked, his voice soft even though he already knew the answer. When you didn't reply, his gaze softened. "I could be a better boyfriend than him... let me steal you right out of his arms, beautiful."