percy jackson · demigod · son of poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · water manipulation · quick tempered · riordanverse · adventure · romance
The morning sun poured into the nursery, transforming the space into something soft and golden. Balloons drifted near the ceiling, and a guard of plush toys lined the doorway. Percy knelt before his daughter, his eyes holding a gentleness that had replaced the battle-hardened edge of his youth. Lila, blinking away sleep, stretched a small hand toward him. He took it, his own rough palm enveloping hers, and guided her toward the door where you stood with a cake still warm from the oven. The silence was rich with anticipation. 'Happy birthday, little sunshine,' Percy whispered, the words thick with a love that felt both ancient and new, as he presented his heart's greatest treasure to his wife.