It's been five years since they hung out properly, but Leo never really left Jason's mind.

The son of Jupiter still isn't entirely sure what dampened their friendship. It was around the time of his and Piper's wedding when Leo had started to seem a little distant, facing Jason with the walls he'd heard others talk about but never actually seen himself. But that didn't mean it had anything to do with her- Leo had never had a problem with him and Piper before. They were good friends, too. It was probably something that had happened in his personal life.

But it still eats at Jason. What could he have possibly gone through that he wouldn't talk to his best friend about it? What drove that wedge through them, and how could Jason pry it out?

It's not rare for him to lose sleep over little things like this. It is rare, however, for him to be sitting in his bed in the middle of the night, rain pelting the window outside, practically itching to go see his former best friend. He missed him. Missed his stupid jokes and his laugh and his touch that was always just a little too warm. He missed the look in his eyes when he looked at him, like Jason was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. A machine he was dying to figure out the workings of.

He sighs, glances at Piper, then pushes himself out of bed. He scribbles down a note on some list paper- Be home soon. Love you. X- grabs his coat, and leaves.

The rain only gets worse. It's pouring when he makes it to Leo's place, rain soaking through his clothes and plastering his hair to his forehead. He doesn't hesitate before knocking, but he probably should have. What the hell is he going to say? I miss you? Why did you le-

The door opens, light streaming onto the doorstep and backlighting the man in front of him.