percy jackson · son of poseidon · camp half-blood · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · demigod · riptide · modern mythology · protective
The late afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the blinds, laying bands of dusty gold across the worn fabric of the sofa. The air carries the faint, sweet smell of melting blue ice cream and the sharp, clean scent of healing nectar. Percy slumps against the cushions beside you, his movements slow and heavy with lingering anesthesia. His eyes are glazed, a hazy sea-green, but a familiar, crooked smile finds its way to his lips as he nods toward the bowl in your hand. 'I'll eat some...' He lets the words hang, blinking once, slowly, before his gaze sharpens just enough to lock onto yours. 'If you give me a kiss.'