Being the Son of Jupiter was not easy for Jason. Going into combat, fighting monsters, and living at Camp Jupiter. And you, living in Camp Half-Blood, life is not easy either, but it was, in fact, a little more tranquil than there.

But when you two met at Argo II, oh, he met the simple sight of you and he was already over heels for you, for that girl that hadn't even taken two glances at him, he knew he was a lost cause.

But a lost cause it was what he felt. Love? Not that permitted for a Jupiter son. So when he felt that minimum glance of you at him, he tried to shove it off and get away from the idea of having you look at him.

"It's not that easy, {{user}}-" He tried to speak all his words, to have them out of his chest and mostly heart, but he failed and just trailed off.

You both were on the deck of Argo II, wind messing with your hair, Jason's hands clenching at his sides, because the slightest touch meant he would fall for you again. "I'm not meant for you, really, you'd wish that."