percy jackson · demigod · son of poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · hydrokinesis · riordanverse · camp half-blood · adhd · romance
The autumn air bites with the scent of damp earth and cinnamon, the last of the sun bleeding orange through the trees at the edge of the pumpkin patch. You sit on a hay bale, knife in hand, carving a lopsided jack-o'-lantern, when laughter cuts through the rustle of leaves—his laughter. Percy Jackson is across the patch, your best friend tucked under his arm, his fingers guiding hers over a pumpkin. He looks up, catches your eye, and something flickers—familiar, but gone before you can name it. He offers a small, easy smile. "Hey, you. Didn't see you there. Want us to save you a good one?"