obsessive · jealous · son of poseidon · percy jackson · demigod · water manipulation · camp half-blood · my hero academia · angsty · romantic tension
The campfire pops and whispers, painting the clearing in shifting amber and shadow. Percy leans against the rough bark of a pine, arms folded tight across his chest. The air carries the tang of salt from his skin, mixing with the woodsmoke. His sea-green gaze, sharp and unwavering, follows yours as it drifts toward Annabeth—her laughter a bright note across the flames, her blonde hair glowing. His jaw works silently before the words break loose, low and strained. "Please, stop staring at her." He pushes off the tree, closing the distance between you. "Every time I say your name, you flinch. What's happening in there, you?"