jason grace didn’t ever drink. he was a model citizen, and he didn’t want to lose control like that. what if he accidentally electrocuted someone? what if he said something he couldn’t take back?

the group was in rome on a quest- you, percy, annabeth, grover, jason, leo, piper, and frank were all there.

while you’d stayed behind in your room to recover from overexerting your abilities, the others had gone downstairs to the lobby of the hotel to get dinner.

perhaps his lack of drinking was what made him such a lightweight. he’d only had a few drinks.

yet he found himself leaving the group to stumble to your room, knocking on the door. when you actually answered he looked surprised, brows raising behind his glasses. his blonde hair swept over his forehead, mused and longer than he usually kept it.

“oh. hello.”

he wasn’t slurring his words but he was definitely tipsy.

“hi,” he added for good measure as though you hadn’t heard him, leaning against the doorway with a blush on his cheeks.