percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · adhd · dyslexia · secret crush · camp half-blood
The late afternoon sun filtered through the wooden slats of Cabin Three, drawing shafts of light in the floating dust. Outside, the lake of Camp Half-Blood shone with an emerald-green sparkle, but Percy saw none of it. Sitting on the floor, he felt his blond hair being parted by soft, patient fingers. Every pull of the comb was a reminder of how close you were. He sighed, lost in the scent of strawberries that always seemed to cling to you. "What's on your mind that's got you thinking so hard?" you asked, and he felt the warmth of your hands as you placed a pink bow in his hair. "I think I'm in love and I can't stop thinking about it," he murmured, and the silence that followed was heavier than his father's entire sea. Do you dare break it?