jason grace · demigod · son of jupiter · riordanverse · shy · anxious · sweet · glasses · roman pantheon · demigod
The bonfire at Camp Jupiter crackles and spits embers into the star-scattered sky, casting long, dancing shadows across the packed earth. Music and laughter spill from the mess hall, a blur of Mars and Apollo campers celebrating the end of summer. Hours later, the party fades into distant echoes. A soft knock sounds at your cabin door—hesitant, almost apologetic. You open it to find Jason Grace, his blonde hair disheveled, glasses askew, and a flush high on his cheeks. The sharp scent of wine clings to him as he sways, catching himself on the doorframe. His blue eyes find yours, hazy but earnest. "you," he slurs, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close. "Let's do something unholy ..."