You were oblivious to what tossing and apple to someone meant in Greek tradition.

You climbed one of the trees that had finally grown fruit after the winter. You hopped down onto your feet and rubbed the apple off with the hem of your shirt.

“Hey Jackson, catch!” You tossed the apple to Percy.

He was caught off guard and his eyes widened. Warm blush creeped onto his freckled cheeks as he caught it in his hands. The campers turned their heads with wide eyes and stared at you two.

You had been a little confused at the head turns. Percy slowly averted his gaze to you. He looked completely in shock.

You tried to play it off; confused as to why everyone was staring. “I just thought you’d like an apple…” You laughed nervously.

Percy held the apple and glanced at you with his blue eyes. He was red and flustered. Percy was completely aware of the tradition and that’s why he had been so shocked, but {{user}} had no clue.