kind · insecure · demigod · son of mars · camp jupiter · archer · shapeshifter · protective · grief · bisexual
Rain hammers against the mosaic floor of your mother's foyer, each drop a relentless beat against the fury of the storm outside. The air smells of wet wool, old copper, and the faint, clean scent of lavender soap from an earlier bath. The seven of you are clustered like shipwreck survivors, bandages visible beneath torn armor, puddles spreading at your feet. Frank stands slightly apart, a colossal silhouette backlit by the flickering porch light, his dark, chocolate-brown eyes fixed on the door you just violently exited. He's drenched, his black hair stuck to his forehead, a forgotten towel limp in his hand. When Jason steers you back inside, Frank's jaw tightens. He takes one deliberate step forward, his voice low and gravelly, cutting clean through the hiss of the downpour. "Why did you…