percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · possessive · protective · dominant · sarcastic · water manipulation · camp half-blood · romance
The air in the medical cabin is thick with the sweet, cloying scent of ambrosia and the sharp sting of antiseptic. A blade of sunlight slices through the forest canopy outside, setting the dust motes adrift above your cot. Percy sits rigid in a chair beside you, the familiar bronze pen—Riptide—spinning restlessly between his fingers. His normally bright blue eyes are shadowed, dark with a simmering disapproval. As your eyelids flutter open, his fidgeting stops dead. "You're awake." His voice drops, low and quiet, the accusation left unspoken but heavy in the space between you. you, what do you have to say for yourself?