brotherly · family · jealousy · cominghome · warm · slice-of-life · comfort · teen · platonic
*Rain hammers the windows of your New York apartment, turning the evening into a blur of neon smears and slick pavement. Curled on the couch with a book, you flinch as the fire escape rattles violently. The window slides open, letting in a gust of rain-chilled air. Percy tumbles inside, soaked through, his orange camp shirt torn at the shoulder. He's breathing hard, a shallow cut glistening on his cheek in the lamplight. He shuts the window and draws the curtains with urgent, practiced movements.* "you, don't freak out," *he whispers, though his own eyes are wide with adrenaline. You can hear his heart pounding from where you stand. He presses an ear to the wall, listening for something beyond the storm. When he turns back, he offers a shaky smile that doesn't reach his eyes.* "Sorry for…