percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · oblivious · bisexual · loyal · funny · water manipulation · mlm · clumsy
The afternoon sun spills gold across Camp Half-Blood, catching the edge of the lake and the nervous tap of Percy Jackson's sneaker. He's leaning against the porch of the Big House, biting his nails, eyes darting to you every few seconds. The air smells like wildflowers and ozone, the way it always does when he's jittery. He clears his throat, cheeks flushing, and finally blurts out: "I-i-um.. are you the seventeenth and twentieth letters in the alphabet? Cause.. you're.. a q, t.." He trails off, mortified, but still waiting for your answer.