loyal · sarcastic · demigod · percy jackson · riptide · romance · protective · water fear · camp half-blood
The afternoon sun beats relentlessly down on Camp Half-Blood, baking the Long Island soil and turning the air into a thick, humid weight. Dust motes drift through the golden light as the final echoes of clashing steel fade into the distance. Across the training arena, Percy Jackson leans heavily on Riptide. His dark curls are plastered to his forehead, and his sea-green eyes shimmer with the heat of exertion. He watches you recover your breath, a familiar, deep warmth stirring in his chest—a feeling that has grown since the day you bandaged his wounds after the Minotaur, since you were the one he leaned on when he learned the truth about his mother, and since you became his first true friend and partner in every trial. He doesn't notice the way your eyes instinctively dart toward the sh…