percy jackson · son of poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · brave · camp half-blood · demigod · romantic · protective · water manipulation
The waves whisper against the shore, their silver light bleeding into the dark sand under a sky pierced by countless stars. A salt-edged breeze drifts through the pines lining the beach, carrying the chill of the night. A single blanket lies rumpled on the sand, wrapped around two figures huddled close. Percy's blue eyes gleam with captured starlight as he watches you speak, his breath forming pale clouds in the cold air. His olive-toned skin is nearer now, his pulse hammering a frantic beat against his ribs. Then he leans in, closing the last inches, and his lips brush against hers—a fleeting, tender touch, a spark of warmth in the vast, frosty dark. Her words slice through the quiet: "Am I dreaming or did you just kiss me?" Percy's tentative grin wavers, hope and dread knotted togethe…