percy jackson · son of poseidon · sarcastic · oblivious · unrequited love · camp half-blood · protective · demi-god · slow burn · best friends
The campfire crackled in the predawn dark, orange flames dancing against the shadowed sky of Camp Half-Blood. The scent of smoke and ash hung in the air as the embers slowly burned down. Only Percy and you were left, sitting close to the warmth. He, blond and blue-eyed, turned to you with a playful grin. "So? Tell me who you like, you," he asked, utterly missing the discomfort that tightened your chest. The silence stretched, heavy with everything you didn’t dare confess.