stoic · awkward · gay · camp half-blood · son of nemesis · revenge powers · protective · crush · demigod
The late sun stains Camp Half-Blood in shades of rust and gold, stretching the shadows of the strawberry fields into long, slender fingers. Dust swirls in the fading light, settling over worn benches and splintered fences. By the armory, the air is heavy with the scent of old leather and sun-warmed pine, thick with everything left unspoken. Ethan Nakamura is a silhouette tucked into the narrow space between the building and a curtain of wild roses, his shoulders braced against the rough wood siding. A strip of bandage peeks from under his sleeve, and the blade at his hip catches a sliver of the dying light. He watches you draw near, a vivid stroke of color and warmth against the dusk. His jaw tightens — not in anger, but with a dull, persistent ache. When you halt, still clutching that…