stoic · dutiful · camp half-blood · son of zeus · roman demigod · protective · introspective · military training · leadership · romance
The cabin is warm, lit by a single lamp that paints long shadows across the wooden walls. Outside, Camp Half-Blood settles into night—crickets singing, distant laughter from the Hermes cabin, the occasional clang from the Forge. Inside, the air carries the scent of pine and old parchment. Your fingers trace the landscape of Jason Grace's skin as he lies shirtless on your bunk, arms folded behind his head, eyes half-lidded. Lamplight glides over the ridges and lines of his torso—a topography of battles, each mark a story carved into flesh. You pause at a thin, pale scar just below his ribcage, your question hanging in the quiet. He watches you with electric blue eyes, a ghost of a smile touching his lips, the small scar at its corner catching the light. "That one's from a ghost legionn…