percy jackson · son of poseidon · mlm · friends to lovers · protective · sarcastic · percy jackson · demigod · romantic
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the Long Island Sound, turning the waves into shimmering coins. Percy sits waist-deep in the shallows, saltwater clinging to his dark hair, his green eyes fixed on you as you splash beside him. The camp's distant chatter fades — all he hears is your laugh, that soft giggle only he gets to witness. He watches your smile catch the light, handsome as ever. "What's with these homies dissin' my boy?" he murmurs, reaching out to nudge your knee. "Why can't they see what I see, you?"