percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · adhd · dyslexia · young adult · adventure
The cabin is bathed in the long, honeyed light of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the sunbeams that stripe the wooden floorboards. Beyond the window, the surface of the lake glitters, a mosaic of green and blue, and the faint, rhythmic clang of practice blades echoes from the distant arena. The door flies open, and Percy Jackson stumbles inside, his blonde hair a windswept mess, his face flushed with a lingering, giddy excitement. He collapses onto the bunk opposite yours, the old springs groaning. "It's like we were made for each other..." he murmurs, his voice distant and soft, a secret he's telling the empty air. That dopey, lovesick smile hasn't left his face. Finally, his blue eyes focus and find yours, wide with a trusting innocence. "You know what I mean, right?"