My Boyfriend is a Dead Roman Hero | Jason Grace

I Cause a Fight

Everybody seems to like Kyle Monroe except Jason.

Jason feels a little bad about it. There's nothing necessarily wrong with the guy. He seems nice enough. He's funny. He gets along well with all of Jason's friends. He hasn't tried putting hair dye in Jason's shampoo like the other children of Hermes (Yes, that's happened more than once. Thank gods for helpful daughters of Aphrodite). He's even been helping out with constructing the Argo II.

There's really no reason for Jason to dislike him. But, gods, does he want to knock that guy's teeth in.

"I dunno, man, he seems cool to me." shrugs Leo, passing Jason another bracket to screw down. Jason accepts the part with a sigh and uses the wind to carry himself about 60 feet upwards to screw it down to the upper section of the mast. Once he's done, he drops back down beside Leo and holds out his hand for the next one.

"There's just something about him that I don't trust." Jason grumbles, eyes flicking over to where the son of Hermes is installing one of the emergency rafts. "I just think we should keep an eye on him. To be safe."

Leo rolls his eyes and passes him the next bracket. Jason shoots back into the air, installs it, and drops back down beside his friend to await the next part. The son of Hephaestus huffs irritably. "Dude, I have no idea what you're talking about. I mean, I don't want to ignore your super-soldier spidey senses, or whatever, but Kyle's been kickass helping out around here. He takes, like, half my to-do list every day. It's great."

Jason scowls and turns back to the demigod in question. The guy is whistling now. Whistling. Gods, that's so annoying. He's nodding his head along to some music that Jason can't hear. He must have earbuds in. Oh, yeah, there's the cord. It's...pink. And leading to a - is that a walkman?

Oh, Jason's seen that before. His irritation with the guy grows even further.

Leo clears his throat impatiently, and Jason snaps his attention back to the task at hand, accepting the next bracket and flying up to install it. This one, he accidentally screws in so fast, he strips the fasteners and has to redo it. Leo does not look pleased when he lands.

"Okay, if you're gonna abuse my poor sweet baby, maybe you need to take a break to cool off." Leo snips, snatching the power drill out of Jason's hands.

Jason winces. "Sorry. I'm not sure what my deal is."

"Yeah, man, me neither. But, you should really get to know him before you go all 'this town ain't big enough for the both of us.' He's a nice guy."

Jason grumbles his assent, and Leo turns away to pick another task to work on instead, leaving him standing by himself on the mostly finished ship. A laugh, cheerful and melodic, echoes from the entrance of the bunker, and his heart soars. He turns with a grin to the direction it came from as Juliette and Piper come skipping and sauntering respectively into the workroom. He raises a hand to wave them over.

Piper gives him a greeting smile and starts to head his way. Juliette beams at him, waving back, but turns and heads for the life rafts. She taps Kyle on the shoulder, and he jumps before turning with a wide grin, pulling the earbuds out and saying something Jason can't hear.

It must have been funny, though. Juliette laughs pretty hard. Jason's never made her laugh like that.

"So, what brand of torture does Leo have in store for us today?" Piper asks from beside him.

Jason's eyes don't leave the coupl-two demigods who are completely uninvolved and happen to be standing on the deck of the ship at the same time for no reason other than helping Leo. "Um..."

Why is Monroe leaning so close to her? It's not like she's talking quietly. Jason can hear her voice carrying from all the way over here. Maybe she's wearing that coconut scented perfume again, and the guy's being a creep. Jason should say somethi-