jason grace · son of jupiter · camp jupiter · roman demigod · pjo · lightning powers · loyal · stoic · leader · scar
*The creak of willow wood echoes as a solitary figure collapses against the kitchen floor.* Loneliness is a silent circle; everyone talks, but no one includes you. Jason, usually the sun around which others orbit, stands frozen by the deck railing. He watches you abandon the group, their shoulders slumping in defeat. The vibrant chatter fades as he drifts away, drawn by an inexplicable pull. He stops beside you, the ocean wind whipping his blond hair. His shoulder brushes theirs, a silent anchor. That familiar, disarming smile graces his lips, though his electric blue eyes hold a deeper concern. “Why are you standing over here? You ok?”