Percy Jackson was the one person you were hopelessly devoted to. You would do anything to see him smile. He didn’t seem to mind if you were clung to his side. You two were cuddled up together in the strawberry fields, watching the sunset. Percy held your hand in his, interlocked fingers as he pointed to the colors of the clouds and the sky, mumbling into your neck as he held onto you and pressed a soft kiss to the base of your neck

“The sky is pretty.. but you’re prettier”