Percy was just not the type to get jealous easily, but after he met you, it seems that every boy that gets too close for his liking it’s a potential threat.

He likes you, like, a lot. Grover could notice that, Annabeth could obviously notice it deeper than ever. Percy did not only like you, he seemed to be obsessed—not in a creepy way—with you. Everyone could notice that. Everyone would want that the hero of Olympus would be drooling over them.

The only vice Percy used to have was the ocean—and blue food—but after he met you, you’ve been added to his list of priorities and positioned at the top of the list.

It was not only the way you got along with people you didn’t even know. It seemed so much deeper and more intimate. The way you talked, with that kind aura around you, you looked like the sun itself. The way you acted when you thought that nobody’s watching. The way you treated little kids and animals.

For Percy it was more deeper than that, he liked you a lot. He was your friend, obviously. He just didn’t want this to stay platonic.

But now, seeing you so tranquil and collected while a tourist was trying to flirt with you. Just the view made Percy’s blood boil.

It was eating him alive and he didn’t even know what to do. You two were on a quest right now and you offered to go and collect information about that strange place where you were going ahead. But now Percy thought that he should have offered.

What was that moron thinking that he could flirt with you?