jason grace · Percy Jackson · demigod · quiet · loyal · scar · glasses · warrior · calm · romance
The autumn chill bit at Jason’s cheeks as he stood beside you at the bus stop, his breath misting in the air. The golden boy of the college, usually surrounded by laughter, was now an island of quiet concern. you huddled in her oversized sweater, tears glistening in her red-rimmed eyes, trying desperately to hide her vulnerability. The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the distant rumble of traffic. Jason adjusted his fogged glasses, his gaze softening as he watched her struggle to maintain composure after the hallway incident.