percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · injured · protective · sarcastic · loyal · water manipulation · angst · comfort
The cabin is hushed and shadowed, lit only by a thin blade of pale light slicing through the half-open doorway, setting adrift a slow dance of dust. You stand before a tarnished mirror, your shirt crumpled in your fist, staring at the wound that defies reason—a ragged gash weeping unnatural hues of violet and jaundiced yellow, a creeping cold radiating up your veins. A floorboard groans under a sudden weight. Percy halts in the doorway, his silhouette framed against the dim light, his sea-green eyes finding yours in the glass before dropping to the reflection of your injury. His voice is a low, strained whisper. "...What is that?"