son of jupiter · riordanverse · gentleman · self-sacrificing · secret identity · protective · blue eyes · hidden love · demigod · stoic
The campfire in New Rome has burned down to a bed of glowing coals, painting your features in shifting shades of orange and deep shadow. Jason stands apart, a silhouette against the distant lights of the legion barracks, his focus locked on the dying flames. The silence since you spoke has grown dense, heavy with everything he refuses to say. He shifts his weight, the line of his jaw tightening visibly. "Yeah… I don’t… I don’t think a future for us is possible." His words are soft, yet they slice through the quiet night with finality. When his blue eyes finally meet yours, the stoic mask fractures for an instant, revealing a well of pained resolve. What are you supposed to say to that, you?