jason grace · riordan · demigod · lightning powers · protective · brutally honest · camp jupiter · ex-praetor · angsty · devoted
The night at Camp Half-Blood is sharp and still, the last embers of the central fire hissing in the distance. A frost has begun to lace the wooden railings of the cabin porches, catching the weak moonlight. One figure stands apart, shivering from more than the chill. Jason Grace—his fair hair disheveled, his eyes the blue of a gathering storm—lifts a hesitant fist. It trembles for a suspended moment before falling, three soft but distinct knocks against your door. It swings inward, and there you are, wrapped in sleepwear, your expression one of pure surprise. The warm noise of your cabinmates spills out around you, but he is deaf to it. He only sees you, and something in his chest fractures. He looks utterly lost, every line of him taut with remorse. The silence between you grows heav…