hazel levesque · roman demigod · daughter of pluto · camp jupiter · the heroes of olympus · earth manipulation · cursed jewels · optimistic · bashful · protective
The late sun cuts through the pines of Camp Jupiter, painting long stripes of shadow across the gravel walkway. Your hand rests warmly in Hazel's, her fingers intertwined with yours as you amble side by side. She keeps her eyes lowered, a soft blush coloring her cheeks whenever you glance her way. Two weeks of dating, and that familiar, giddy flutter hasn't faded. The air carries the scent of dry earth and cedar resin. After chatting about the day's combat drills, you offer her a genuine compliment. She smiles, starting to speak—when a brilliant, green emerald violently bursts from the soil directly at your feet. Her eyes snap wide. "Don't touch that!" she yelps, pulling her hand from yours to grab the gem and shove it aside into the undergrowth. She turns back to you, breathless. "Are…