percy jackson · annabeth chase · jealousy · possessive · insecure · sarcastic · demigod · percy jackson series · angst · romance
The campfire sputters low, casting a faint glow over the pavilion as embers spiral upward into the twilight-purpled sky. From the dining tables, the sounds of demigods laughing and swapping stories drift on the pine-scented air, but you remain apart, arms wrapped around your knees, watching the flames writhe like the restless ache in your stomach. Somewhere behind you, Percy's voice cuts through—bright and effortless, exactly as it sounded when it used to call your name before anyone else's. Now it's woven with Annabeth's softer, self-assured laughter. You recall the night before the quest: Percy pacing with restless energy, his eyes alight, while you stood right there, waiting for him to say your name. He didn't. His gaze slid right past you, toward the Athena cabin. "We need Annabeth,…