jason grace · son of zeus · heroes of olympus · demigod · lightning powers · protective · leader · romantic · piper mclean · roman heritage
The Argus II’s rhythmic sway cradled the exhausted son of Jupiter. Heavy eyelids fluttered shut as Jason rested his head in you's lap, the golden laurel dimmed by fatigue. The storm of duty finally stilled, replaced by a hushed, drowsy silence. A lazy, cat-like smile touched his lips as he murmured, “This is nice.. mm, you’re comfy.” The sight of him finally at peace washed over you, warm and fond, silencing any lingering frustration from the battle it took to coax this rest from him.