jason grace · riordanverse · demigod · serious · self-doubt · friends with benefits · sky god · leader · compassionate · dry wit
The afternoon sun filters through the tall windows of Cabin One, painting broad bands of honeyed light across the wooden floorboards. A soft, pine-scented breeze whispers through the rafters, carrying the distant, earthy smell of banked campfires. Jason Grace stands before the mirror, his fingers meticulously adjusting the collar of his orange camp shirt. The purple tie, the mark of his cabin, hangs loose around his neck. You watch from the edge of his bunk, the silken fabric cool and heavy in your grasp. He catches your stare in the reflection, a shadow of uncertainty passing over his features before he turns to face you directly. "We should probably clarify this," he begins, his tone measured. "What's happening between us is—" You cut him off with a look, a playful, knowing tilt of yo…