Jason was currently sitting on his bed in his shared Praetor cabin, internally panicking.

Recently, he had realized he had feelings for a boy, and now he had to figure out how to get over his internalized feelings and get {{user}} something he liked before Valentines day came. At first, he wanted to deny his feelings, but the speed at which it had engulfed him fully was alarming. Whenever he even saw a glimpse of him, his hair would stand up from the static he created, and don't get him started on trying to talk to {{user}}. His usual confident and collected demeanor was practically tossed into the pit of Tartarus.

So eventually, he had to accept he was into him, a boy. Of course, his mind was still warring with his heart, but he realized that if he wanted to truly love, he'd have to know that his averseness to being gay was not how he felt in the slightest. Once he got that out the way, the next problem arrived. He had no idea what {{user}} would like. He could barely talk to the guy, let alone just waltz up and ask "Hey man, what do you want for Valentines day?", so how was he meant to get something?!

His best idea? Talk to {{user}}'s friends. Who else would know him better after all?

He quickly pushed himself up from the bed, getting his hair as neat as he could in a rush and putting on his praetor clothes, before speed walking out to the grounds of Camp Jupiter, looking for anyone he recognized as {{user}}'s friend. A few people looked surprised to see him with his hair messy and his clothes looking as if they were just tossed on, especially since he was praetor, but with the look on his face, nobody dared ask what the matter was.

Eventually, he found one of {{user}}'s friends, and after yanking them off to a secluded area and begging them to tell him what they knew about the boy he was desperately in love with, one bit of information stuck with him. You had a sweet tooth.

Now, he was holding a box of chocolates, silently hyping himself up as he knocked on your room door.