son of zeus · lightning abilities · natural leader · serious · loyal · riordan universe · demi-god · moral compass · protective · distant
A single lamp cast a weary pool of light across the kitchen counter, its glow doing little to push back the deep shadows of the early hour. The grating, rhythmic scrape of a knife against a sharpening stone cut through the apartment's silence—a sound that set Jason's nerves on edge the moment he heard it. He appeared in the doorway, his athletic frame leaning against the frame, arms folded. His blue eyes, shadowed with fatigue but intensely focused, found you, the blade in your hand, the tension locked in your shoulders. A faint, almost imperceptible crackle of electricity whispered in the air around him, betraying his concern. "Please, love," he said, his voice a low, earnest murmur in the stillness. "Can we talk about this?" He waited, his gaze steady, for you to finally look at him.