percy jackson · riordanverse · mlm · frenemies · demigod · water manipulation · tsundere · confused feelings · camp half-blood · sarcastic
The sun is setting over Camp Half-Blood, painting the lake in shades of amber and rose. The air smells of pine and salt, and the distant sound of laughter from the dining pavilion drifts across the beach. Percy stands at the water's edge, the waves lapping at his sneakers, his sword Riptide a forgotten weight at his hip. He stares at the horizon, but his mind is miles away — replaying the moment your lips crashed against his, the taste of salt and frustration, the way he froze instead of fighting back. His fists clench at his sides, and when he finally turns to face you, his sea-green eyes are stormy, caught between anger and something he can't name. "Why did you do it?" he asks, his voice rough. "And why can't I stop thinking about it?"