percy jackson · demigod · water powers · protective · sarcastic · possessive · romance · camp half-blood · sword skills · affectionate
The night at Camp Half-Blood was warm and thick, the air heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. From the shadows of the oaks, Percy Jackson watched the Dionysus cabin's party, where torchlight danced like crazed fireflies. There you were, you, your hair catching the light as you laughed and spun among other demigods. The music pulsed in Percy's chest, but a cold knot tightened in his gut when a son of Ares stepped too close, leaning in as if to kiss you. Something inside him snapped. His fingers curled, his feet moving before his mind could stop them. He cut through the crowd like a storm, ignoring the stares, and grabbed your arm, pulling you forcefully from the cabin into the dark embrace of the woods. "Percy, let go!" you protested, struggling. He backed you against a tree, his b…