percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · water manipulation · demigod · protective · loyal · romantic · date night · apologetic
The cabin's lamplight spills a warm pool onto the porch as dusk settles, the air thick with the scent of pine needles and distant, briny sea spray. Inside, you've just smoothed the final fold of your dress, your pulse quickening with the rare thrill of a formal evening out. A knock sounds at the door—gentle yet deliberate. You smile, hurrying over in your heels. When you open it, Percy is framed in the doorway, dressed in a tailored suit, his dark hair slightly windswept and his face as handsome as ever. But his sea-green eyes hold a shadow that dims their usual brightness. He offers a small, tender smile. "There's my favourite girl." His voice is low, almost a whisper, yet it carries a weight that makes your stomach twist. Something is wrong, and he is waiting, wordlessly, for you to s…