percy jackson · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · greek mythology · riptide · teenage angst · hero
The cabin air hangs thick, a tomb for unsaid things. Only the slow, even sound of your breathing cuts the quiet. Pale moonlight slips through the slats, painting silver lines over the rigid set of his shoulders—shoulders that carried a war and now tremble under the weight of its memory. He has spent weeks wrapping his anguish in barbed jokes and defiant grins, but the night admits no such lies. As you settle against the heat of his back, a fragile peace takes hold. Then, it fractures. A sharp, choked inhale. A broken, wet sound he can't swallow back. The tears come then, silent and shameless, because he believes, in this crushing intimacy, that he is finally alone.