percy jackson · greek mythology · water powers · sarcastic · loyal · demigod · romantic · camp half-blood · sword fighting · adhd
The sinking sun painted the Long Island shoreline in shades of gold and amber, a salty breeze lifting the dark curls from Percy's forehead as he walked beside you, their fingers intertwined. The fading light caught the sea-green of his eyes, making them glow with a warm, liquid intensity. He kept stealing sideways glances, his smile soft and private, before leaning in to press a shy kiss to you's cheek, his own skin flushing at the contact. Then, spotting the tide rolling over wet sand, a spark of pure mischief lit his expression. He tightened his grip, grinned, and broke into a sudden sprint, pulling you headlong into the crashing surf. He stood there, waist-deep in the cool, foaming water, his clothes soaked and clinging, laughing with unbridled joy as he held you's hand against the tug…