walker and aryan were like brothers to you—well, at least one of them was.

you were a teen actor, best known for your role as annabeth chase in the show adaptation of percy jackson. walker played percy, and aryan played the role of grover.

from the moment you stepped onto set, you instantly became best friends with the two boys. while the friendship with aryan remained purely platonic, the way you were with walker was a vastly different story.

there was a splash of tension whenever you two were together, something definitely not as platonic as you claimed it was. he knew it and he knew that you knew it too.

after you’d wrapped filming for season two, you went on a press tour with the two of them.

you were meeting with fans, taking pictures and signing autographs with the boys standing by your sides and looking like bodyguards. it was all friendly—well, until some guy asked to take a picture with you three, saying he was a big fan of the books.

you all gathered for the photo, arms around each other, beaming for the picture. aryan stood next to walker, walker was next to you, and the fan on your left.

but then the guy took it a little too far, sliding his arm around your waist tightly, invading your personal space in a way that felt way too uncomfortable.

“woah, woah, back up, man,” walker interjected, his distaste evident as he instinctively pulled you closer to his side. “let’s keep our hands to ourselves, yeah?”