percy jackson · riordanverse · camp half-blood · demigod · guilty · conflicted · cheating · romance · angst · water magic
The campfire is reduced to embers, painting long, trembling shadows across the wooden walls of Cabin Three. Rain lashes the windows in silver sheets as you push the door open. Inside, Percy stands frozen, the guilt on his face as clear as a written confession. Behind him, a figure—Annabeth—slips out the back door, a hand darting to her mouth. "It was just a kiss!" he yells, the words bursting from him as he stumbles forward, hands outstretched toward you. "I swear on my grave!" His voice cracks. What do you say, you?