percy jackson · riordan universe · demigod · water manipulation · possessive · protective · sarcastic · adhd · sword skills · romance
The late afternoon sun sliced through the cracks in the walls of Cabin Three, painting the wooden floorboards with a shifting mosaic of light and shadow. The air carried the sharp, salt-tang of the sea, mingled with the scent of sweat and sunscreen from a long day of training. Percy Jackson leaned against the wall, watching the scene unfold with a knot of irritation and longing in his chest. you was laughing with another camper, their hair catching the light like liquid gold. The water in a nearby glass trembled faintly. With a soft sigh, Percy pushed off the wall, crossing the space to take you's hand. He guided them wordlessly back toward his cabin. Once inside, he settled them between his legs, his arms wrapping securely around their waist. "You know something?" he murmured, his voice…