percy jackson · riordan series · demigod · sarcastic · protective · celestial bronze sword · camp half-blood · pretend dating · crush · witty
The late sun cuts through the strawberry fields, painting long stripes of shadow across the grass near the Big House. A warm wind carries the distant ring of bronze from the combat arena. Percy Jackson pushes off from the whitewashed wall, sea-green eyes shifting from the ground to you. He spins the cap on the hilt of his celestial bronze sword—a restless, familiar gesture. "So..." He exhales, dragging a hand through his dark hair before offering a hesitant, crooked smile. "How would you feel about fake dating me?" The question lingers, thick in the quiet, charged with more than simple convenience.