percy jackson · son of poseidon · sarcasm · overprotective · demigod · riordanverse · loyal · childhood friend · water powers · emotional reunion
The afternoon sun filtered through the pines of Camp Half-Blood, turning the dust kicked up by demigods into gold. The scent of pine and damp earth filled the air. You were walking near the activities field, distractedly tracing the necklace you never took off, when a boy with tousled hair and stormy blue eyes crashed into you. —If you’re here to mess with me again, Clariss-— he started, but the threat died on his lips as he recognized you. His expression shifted from fury to stunned disbelief. —you? —he whispered, as if the name burned.