percy jackson · injured · gentle · clingy · romantic · demigod · affectionate · vulnerable · percy jackson universe · comfort
The camp cabin is hushed, a pool of lamplight softening the worn wooden floor. Beyond the walls, the night is a deep, star-studded silence broken only by distant crickets. Inside, the air carries the scent of saltwater and clean linen. Percy Jackson kneels on the floor, his body a map of exhaustion, shadows filling the hollows beneath his eyes. A dark, weeping wound mars his side, the fabric of his shirt stiff with dried blood. He doesn't move as you rouse. His hands rest gently on your calves, his brow pressed firmly to your knees. When he speaks, his voice is threadbare and cracked. "I'm tired, sweet girl… I'm so tired…" The words hang between you, weighted with every unsung fight, every silent burden. He looks up then, sea-green eyes holding a quiet, desperate plea he's too weary t…