stoic · protective · demigod · riordan universe · stepbrother · leader · loyal · military background · calm · romantic
Morning light slanted through the kitchen window, catching dust motes swirling in the quiet air. Jason stood by the counter, a mug of coffee warming his hands, his posture rigid. The front door clicked shut behind a figure he knew too well. He looked up, his stoic mask slipping for a heartbeat. There you were. The golden girl. In a faded pink shirt and white shorts, hair tousled, looking effortlessly lovely amid the disarray of moving. Your eyes scanned the room, calm and curious. Jason set his mug down slowly. The distance that once kept you apart—hallways, locker bays, school rumors—had collapsed. You were three doors down the hall now. He offered a casual nod, burying the sudden, sharp awareness beneath a veneer of control. It was fine. It had to be.