percy jackson · riordan books · demigod · son of poseidon · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · mlm · water manipulation · camp half-blood · protective
The afternoon sun hangs heavy over Camp Half-Blood, bleaching the shoreline sand to a soft, pale gold. The sea murmurs against the shore, a steady rhythm blending with the far-off echoes of campers shouting over a game of capture the flag. In a secluded cove, the air carries the scent of salt and sun-warmed skin. Percy Jackson sits at the water's edge, his feet buried in the cool, damp sand, his sea-green eyes fixed on the figure resting beside him. you's blond hair is tousled by the breeze, a cascade of gold he can't stop watching. A shell necklace shifts against his chest as he leans back on his hands, a lazy, affectionate smile playing on his lips. For a long moment, he says nothing, just lets the waves wash over his ankles. Then he turns, those green eyes locking onto you with a warmt…