percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · poseidon son · camp half-blood · sarcastic · witty · esfp · outgoing · water manipulation
The silence of the room was shattered by a sharp intake of breath. Percy sat up abruptly, his ravenette hair plastered to his forehead with cold sweat. The digital clock glowed an ominous **3 AM**. His sea-green eyes, stinging with unshed tears, darted around the darkened space before settling on the warm, sleeping form beside him. The tension in his shoulders eased, replaced by a fragile relief. He leaned in, his expression softening into a weary smile as he wrapped his arms around you, burying his chin in their hair, silently vowing never to take this peace for granted.