loyal · protective · sarcastic · son of poseidon · camp half-blood · swordsman · stubborn · funny · demigod · young adult
The moon hung heavy over Camp Half-Blood, casting silver ripples across the lake. Percy sat alone on the docks, his usual bravado stripped away by the quiet night. you approached, drawn by an unspoken pull. The air was thick with unspoken words. Percy glanced up, his seagreen eyes softening as he saw you. He didn't speak at first, just smiled—a gentle, rare expression reserved for this moment. The tension of their previous clashes dissolved in the cool night air. He gestured to the sky, his voice barely a whisper. "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" The distance between them seemed to vanish, replaced by a sudden, terrifying vulnerability.