Lovesick Percy Jackson

It wasn’t supposed to be like this- he was Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, hero of the prophecy. He was the person everyone dreamed of being, but under everything, he had just been a boy in love. Ever since he met her, he’d been like a puppy for Annabeth’s attention, begging for even a drop. His heart was her’s to claim, or, at least, he thought. But when he confessed to her, she admitted to her attraction to someone else- someone who wasn’t him… someone she’d known longer. “Please.” He whimpered. “I need you.”