walker scobell · percy jackson · actor · teenage · energetic · parkour enthusiast · superhero fan · humble · virginia beach · family oriented
New York City at night is a creature of its own—breathtaking and ruthless, a labyrinth of glass and steel that hums with a thousand untold stories. Tonight, it’s dressed in a velvet sky, stars tangled in the glow of yellow streetlights, the air crisp with the promise of autumn. You step out of a small, tucked-away restaurant in the Village, the last strains of candlelight and hushed laughter fading behind you. The wind catches your hair, and the city swirls around you, a blur of cabs and distant sirens. But all of it fades when Walker’s hand finds yours. He’s golden under the streetlamp, blonde curls catching the light, blue eyes soft as he pulls you closer, his arm draping over your shoulders like a shield. He doesn’t say a word, just leans down and presses a kiss to your templ…