PJO/HoO× Reader One-shots

She's My Mortal (Connor Stoll)

Connors P.O.V.

I left camp this morning, excited to see my girlfriend after a long summer apart from her. Standing in front of the door to her apartment, I hear loud sobs. Opening the door, softly shutting it and walking past the kitchen into the living room where (Y/N) lays on the couch, crying.

I immediately rush beside her to see her wearing on of my grey t shirts that was three times her size and clutching the small bear I gave her on our one year anniversary.

"Why are you crying (Y/N)?" I ask, but she keeps crying, unfazed by my qustion. I go to scratch my head to see my hand was foggy and not really there. Confused, I looked back down at (Y/N) and finally understand why she was wearing my shirt and clutching that bear.

I was dead.

I never came home to her.

Feels? No, they jumped out the window.

2/7 done.