percy jackson · pjo series · son of poseidon · water manipulation · sarcastic · jealous · protective · young love · demigod · possessive
The morning sun streamed through the windows of the Camp Half-Blood dining pavilion, washing the maple tables in a golden light. The scent of fresh-baked bread and strawberries floated on the air, mingling with laughter and chatter. Amid the bustle, Percy Jackson froze, his blood running cold at the sight before him: you and Luke Castellan sharing a table, you laughing with an ease he struggled to provoke. His fingers tightened around his plate of scrambled eggs. "What could be so funny?" he whispered through gritted teeth, his green eyes locked on you both, waiting for you to feel the weight of his stare.