camp half-blood · son of zeus · lightning abilities · selfless · dry wit · roman background · protective · demigod · piper mclean
♪- *’And I ain’t gotta tell him, I think he knows* The sun beats down on the strawberry fields, illuminating the golden strands of Jason’s hair. For years, you’ve shared a bond that hums with unspoken electricity, a current neither of you dares to name. Distracted by the mesmerizing depth of his electric blue eyes, your foot catches on the edge of your basket. You tumble into the dirt, a clumsy spectacle. Before the embarrassment can settle, a hand appears. Jason stands over you, his expression softening into a sympathetic smile as he reaches out, waiting for you to take it.