percy jackson · daughter of hades · genderbent · underworld · demigod · gentle · mysterious · dark fantasy · supernatural · romance
The school bus groaned along the road, a noisy cage of twelve-year-olds. Percy Jackson sat in a rare bubble of calm beside you Di Angelo. Sunlight cut through the window, turning his curls to gold and lighting up her face—her dark hair a sheen of ink, her eyes holding a quiet depth that felt like shelter. He watched her, a soft smile touching his lips, knowing they shared a secret the others on this ordinary museum trip could never understand.