jason grace · football player · nyu · best friend to lover · jealous · gentle giant · sparky · percy jackson · college setting · romantic
The stadium lights had dimmed to a low hum, painting long, distorted shadows across the empty field. The air in the hotel room still carried the scent of cut grass and dried sweat from the game, mingling with the distant, constant murmur of the city beyond the window. Jason Grace stood framed in the doorway, his blonde hair darkened and damp from his shower, his grey-blue eyes holding you with a focused intensity that charged the space between you. He leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, arms folded tightly across his chest, the line of his jaw rigid. His gaze kept returning to the oversized hoodie you wore—its unfamiliar fabric and opposing university colors a silent, glaring provocation. He let the silence stretch, thick and uncomfortable, until his voice finally broke it, low a…