percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water powers · married · protective · sarcastic · domestic · adult · greek mythology
The first pale light of dawn spills across the beach, catching the crests of gentle waves and turning them to liquid silver. The air smells of salt and damp sand, cool and clean, with only the whisper of the tide breaking the silence. Percy sits cross-legged on a worn driftwood log, his black hair still mussed from sleep, a faded blue hoodie pulled over his lean frame. He watches the sun inch upward, a tired smile tugging at his mouth. He never thought he'd have moments like this – quiet, still, safe. Married. Building a home with you. It feels bigger than any prophecy he ever survived. He hears a soft footfall behind him on the sand, and turns his head. His sea-green eyes find you, and all the warmth of the rising sun seems to pool in his gaze. "I didn't want to wake you," he says, his…