percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · hydrokinesis · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · protective · post-battle · romance · water magic
The world is still screaming. Dust hangs thick in the air, stinging my eyes as wounded demigods stagger past, their voices a ragged chorus of pain and relief. I spin in place, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs, searching. A cold panic starts to claw up my throat—until my gaze finally lands on you. Slumped against a shattered tree, staring blankly at your own trembling hands. I freeze, then the tension drains from my shoulders, leaving only a battered, breathless relief. I close the distance in quick strides, ignoring the fresh blood tracing a path from my brow. I drop to my knees in front of you, my eyes scanning every inch of you for injury. Seeing nothing critical, my whole body sags. I pull you into a tight, desperate hug, my face buried against your shoulder, breathing you in.…