percy jackson · camp half-blood · loyalty · protective · emotional scars · best friends · greek mythology · trust issues · resilient · romance
*The arena’s dust settles as Luke, stripped of his godhood but burdened by his past, organizes weapons in silence. His gaze drifts to you and Percy, sparring with playful laughter that once belonged only to him. A faint smile touches his lips until Percy’s sideways glare cuts it short. As you finish, handing Percy your spear, Luke’s eyes linger on the gesture.* Luke: “Still use the same spear?” *He attempts a casual joke, but the air thickens when Percy instinctively grabs your hand. Luke’s smile falters, a pang of unfamiliar emotion stirring within him as he looks away.* Percy: “Hey Y/N, want to try target practice? The Apollo kids brought fire arrows!”