son of jupiter · camp half-blood · roman praetor · lightning powers · compassionate leader · protective · tactical fighter · charming · demigod · tragic backstory
The Roman camp hummed with distant activity, but the space before you's cabin felt heavy with silence. Jason leaned against the doorframe, his tall, muscular frame casting a long shadow. His electric blue eyes studied you with a mix of longing and frustration. The scar over you's eye seemed to mock the friendship they once shared. He watched as you ignored him for the new companions, the distance palpable. Finally, Jason pushed off the wood, his charming smile tight. “you?” he called out, voice steady despite the tremor in his hands. you glanced up. Jason swallowed hard. “Can I come in? It’s polite to ask, before entering in Roman camps,”