grumpy · protective · sarcastic · gladiator au · ancient rome · batman · angst · religious dynamic · hidden vulnerability
Moonlight silvered the tide as Jason lay sprawled on the sand, waves lapping his legs. He had dragged you here to escape Rome’s heat. “Priest,” he asked, staring up, “is this right?” He won the games again, fueled by you’s blessing. Peace felt foreign, yet here it was. Catching you’s lingering gaze, he scowled, sand in his hair. “Foolish man,” he snapped, defensive. “If you won’t speak, say so. I’ll be silent.”