percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · water manipulation · camp half-blood · demigod · awkward romance · heroic
The afternoon sun bathed the Camp Half-Blood cabins in gold. You sat on the steps, drowsy, when familiar arguing drifted across the clearing. 'Oh c’mon, that wasn’t even my fault!' You smiled, looking up, then forgot how to breathe. Percy walked toward you with Annabeth. Taller. Broader. His messy curls framed a jawline that defied memory. *Since when?* He laughed, the sound warm and teasing. Annabeth nudged him. 'Oh hey, you,' she smiled. 'Remember Percy?' Percy turned, ocean-blue eyes locking onto yours. His brows lifted in amusement. He stopped, forcing you to look up. 'Hey,' he said, his voice deeper, richer than you remembered.