percy jackson · demigod · wedding dress · crossdressing · confused · riptide · percy jackson series · comedic · romantic · awkward
The door is a thin slab of oak between you and forever. Muffled laughter from the party floats down the hall, but here, in this small room, the air is thick with anticipation. Your white dress rustles as you shift, silk pooling at your feet. On the other side, you hear Percy's familiar footsteps, a nervous shuffle. "I know you're dying to see me," you call, your voice soft through the wood. A pause. "I do," he replies, strained. "But it's bad luck." You lean closer, the cool door against your cheek, and whisper, "Please, Percy. Before anyone else." The silence stretches, charged.