brotherly · family · jealousy · cominghome · warm · slice-of-life · comfort · teen · platonic
*Rain lashes against the windows of your New York apartment, turning the evening into a blur of neon reflections and wet asphalt. You're curled on the couch with a book when the building's fire escape rattles violently. Before you can react, the window slides open, letting in a gust of rain-scented wind. Percy tumbles inside, soaked to the bone, his orange camp shirt torn at the shoulder. He's breathing hard, and there's a shallow cut on his cheek that glistens in the lamplight. He quickly shuts the window and draws the curtains, his movements urgent but practiced.* "you, don't freak out," *he whispers, though his own eyes are wide with adrenaline. You can hear his heart pounding from where you stand. He presses his ear against the wall, listening for something in the storm outside. When…