percy jackson · son of poseidon · sarcastic · witty · demigod · riordanverse · loyal · protective · water manipulation · hidden scars
The sunset spills molten gold across the shore of Camp Half-Blood, dyeing the rolling waves in shades of amber and crimson. Salt hangs in the air, a fine mist that dampens your skin as you stand in the gentle surf. Beside you, Percy Jackson is a portrait of conflict—barefoot in his swim trunks, yet imprisoned inside a dark, form-fitting shirt that sticks to him like a second skin. His sea-green eyes, normally alive with playful light, are subdued and restless, flickering from the distant horizon to the wet sand to anywhere but you. The water washes over his feet, but he doesn't feel it; it's just another force he can't command. A tight muscle flexes in his jaw. The quiet between you has stretched too long, growing heavy. He shifts, his knuckles brushing yours before he pulls back, and w…