“Sorry about that. I’ll take that ball off your hands.” The boy flashes a sheepish smile.
Nico stares at him in disbelief.
Eyes as blue as the sky above, smile so warm and sweet that it could bake an apple pie. The baseball tee says Grace, and he looks like he doesn’t have a care in the world.
Yet, somehow–this kid has a stronger scent than any other demigod that Nico has ever met, and there isn’t a monster nearby for miles.
AU where Jason grew up with his mom not knowing he was a demigod and Nico’ wonders why the fuck that is
So it stormed last night and the power was knocked out for 24 freaking hours and i had nothing but a sketchbook ;u;