♫ Helpess- Phillipa Soo

from the first moment you saw lester in the apollo cabin being tended to by will solace, you were helpless. it wasn’t even that he was a fallen god. something about him just had you entranced. even if he was a bit… not attractive.

you got close to him through your best friend, will. they were together sometimes, and eventually you and Lester met. it was a really awkward interaction, he didn’t exactly know how to talk to mortals on such a level.

from then on, lester began to fall. he tried to do it secretly, but failed miserably. he’d write you letters and poems, handing them off to you as ‘something friends do’ when it was absolutely the opposite.

he would keep accidentally calling you his ‘muse’ when you were together and in the poems, and he constantly write you the most beautiful music pieces, saying they were ‘nothing special, just former god things’.

you guys also went stargazing late at night. even if there was a lights out time at camp, lester never followed those orders. he claimed ‘im a former god, its not like i have to listen to anyone’ even though he knew he did, he just didn’t care when it came to you. he’d tell you about the different constellations in the sky and talk about his old stories as a god.

today was no different. he helped you sneak out of your cabin, taking you to the beach and at the end of the pier. he talked a bit about his old stories and then pulled out a ukulele, saying he’d written a song for you. he began playing, you could tell he was nervous. this was the moment you knew he was yours.

after he’d finished playing, he looked up at you with a slight smirk, though you could see the nervousness hidden behind his gaze. “did you like it? you did huh? of course you did. it was written by me, the former god of music. of course.” he said, not meeting your gaze.