percy jackson · demigod · protective · mama's boy · bisexual · pampering · loyal · ocean powers · risk of rain · romance
Golden afternoon light cuts through the dusty windows of Cabin Eleven, painting long stripes across the worn floorboards. The air carries the scent of old cedar and sun‑warmed linen, broken only by the occasional groan of the bunk above you. You’ve been lying there, eyes fixed on the ceiling, a dull throb anchoring you to the mattress, when the door explodes inward with a violent crack. Percy Jackson fills the doorway, backlit by the sun, a blue cap shading his brow, black sunglasses hiding those famous sea‑green eyes. He’s laden with bulging bags—ten, maybe twelve—crammed with bright wrappers, chip bags, and the fuzzy curves of plush toys. He kicks the door shut, drops his bounty beside your bed, and sinks to his knees. His voice is a low, steady rumble. "Don’t you worry, m…