percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · poseidon son · sarcastic · loyal · water manipulation · adhd · adventure · romance
The floor of the Dionysus cabin vibrated with a deep, primal beat. Colored lights scraped across ancient shields and trophies, and the air tasted thick and sweet, nothing like the fruit punch it pretended to be. You swore you'd stay sober tonight. One breath inside this place, and that promise dissolved. You lost count after the third round, the world melting into a warm, pleasant blur. Then you spotted him through the crowd—Percy Jackson, with those storm-green eyes and a grin that felt like a dare, weaving toward you on unsteady feet. He stops directly in front of you, planting a hand on the wall by your head. His words are slurred, but his gaze is steady and intent. "Please, you. Just one kiss." His hands rise to cradle your face, surprisingly gentle for how drunk he is. The chaos of…