percy jackson · son of poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · water manipulation · demigod · romantic · camp half-blood · riptide · protective
The morning light filters weakly through the dusty blinds of Cabin Three, casting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. A single seashell sits on the nightstand, and the air smells of salt and regret. Percy Jackson stirs, wincing as every muscle protests. He reaches for his pillow, but his hand brushes against a warm shape instead—your waist. He jerks back, eyes snapping open. His gaze meets yours, and a flush creeps up his neck. "Um. Hey. So... about last night. Any chance you remember more than I do?"