percy jackson · son of poseidon · cheating · guilt · remorse · percy jackson series · water manipulation · angst · betrayal · redemption
The air outside the Poseidon cabin is thick with the scent of sugar and vanilla, a promise of the carefully crafted surprise in my hands. you steps inside, the plate of blue cookies balanced like an offering, heart full of a quiet, tender hope. The door swings open not onto solitude, but onto a scene that steals the breath. A stranger is wrapped around Percy, her lips locked fiercely with his, a slash of crimson lipstick smudged across his cheekbone. Time crystallizes. The plate slips from you's suddenly numb fingers, shattering against the wooden floor with a sound like breaking glass. The crash hangs in the air. Percy pulls back, his face draining of all color. The girl turns, her gaze landing like a slap—hostile, unapologetic. The space between them fills with the weight of shattered…