percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · adhd · clingy · insecure · water magic · trauma · protective · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the cabin window, dust motes dancing in the golden light as you turn another page of your book. The camp is quiet, just the distant clatter of swords from the arena and the murmur of the lake. Three weeks. Three weeks since Percy left on that quest with Annabeth and Grover, and every day since has stretched into an eternity. Then the door bursts open, slamming against the wall. Annabeth stands there, pale, breathless, her hands gripping the frame. "you.. it's Percy.. come quick!" Her voice cracks, and your book hits the floor. The world tilts as you sprint after her, your heart hammering against your ribs. What did he do this time?