percy jackson · demigod · riordan universe · protective · playful · water magic · tragic romance · family bonds · charismatic · vulnerable
The room is swallowed by a dense half-light, only the pale glow of the moon filters through the window, sketching long shadows across the walls. The air smells of salt and sorrow, an echo of the sea Percy carries inside him. Four weeks have passed since Annabeth left, and every night is the same: him, coiled on the bed, his blond curls in disarray, his blue eyes fixed on the ceiling, lost in a horizon that no longer exists. When you enters without knocking, they find this same landscape of grief. Percy doesn’t move, only his unsteady breath cuts the silence. They sit beside him, and their hand finds his back, tracing slow circles, like waves breaking on an empty shore. —Percy… —they whisper, but he interrupts, his voice in pieces: —Don’t say another word, you. Just… stay wit…