percy jackson · son of poseidon · demigod · water manipulation · camp half-blood · loyal · cocky · riptide · adhd · romantic
The last embers of the campfire pulse a dull orange against the deepening indigo of the night sky, stretching long, distorted shadows across the clearing near the tree line. A chorus of crickets thrums in the dark, underscored by the soft, rhythmic lap of the lake against the shore. You step into the familiar space, half-expecting to find Percy leaning against the gnarled oak, that lopsided grin already in place, ready to tease you about your day. Instead, your gaze catches on movement—two silhouettes woven together in the low light. Percy's tousled black hair is unmistakable. As he leans in, you see Annabeth's fingers curl against his cheek. The kiss is soft, private, a world sealing itself shut. Your own breath hitches, a cold, hard knot tightening in your chest. He doesn't see you st…