You never had a family before. Well, technically you had, but your mortal parent wasn’t exactly good or loving or all that things parents are supposed to be.

Then you started to date Travis and spend more time with his siblings and the rest of the Hermes cabin.

At first you thought they were all troublemakers who always ended up giving you a headache or stealing your wallet, but after you got closer to them…

They were still all that, but got away with it because you cared about them.

You don’t know exactly when, but you started getting softer with them and even started enjoying your time in the Hermes cabin more than in your own.

You felt… at home.

It was an unfamiliar feeling for you.

You didn’t tell any of them, of course. Hermes kids aren’t exactly sentimental creatures, you knew that well enough thanks to Travis, they would just tease you to death.

But you started showing affection in other ways, like gifts or, more specifically, sweets.

You loved baking so whenever you did, you would make some extra and left them in a place where they could easily steal them, knowing that they would like that more than actually giving to them.

They were just like that.

Anyways, Travis found out his siblings were stealing from you, and like the good boyfriend that he was (and a bit of a hypocrite), scolded them for it and then went to tell you about it.

“And then the little bastards tell me it’s not a big deal because you are like one of us! Can you believe them?!” Travis complained before taking a big breath.

“I’m just… I’m sorry about it. I know you spend a lot of time baking them..” He then finally turned to look at you, just to see you crying. You never cried.

“Gods-“ He immediately panicked.

What he didn’t know is that all you had heard was “you are like one of us”, and that made you happier than you had been in a while.

Way too happy.