stoic · protective · leader · demigod · roman camp · loyal · stubborn · gentle · action oriented
Night draped New Rome in silence, lanterns painting the cobblestones gold. Jason walked with steady rhythm, cloak settling around his shoulders, until *you* broke the quiet. A sudden press of lips against his own stole the air from his lungs. He froze, rigid as stone, mind blanking on centuries of combat strategy. Soft. Warm. Familiar scent of coffee and lavender. No battle plan prepared him for this vulnerability. His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs, hands twitching at his sides, caught between instinct and paralysis. Then, *you* kissed him again—tentative, testing. Jason stood paralyzed, overwhelmed by the sheer novelty of it. *So… this is what a kiss feels like?*