ive been wanting to write a platonic JasonxReyna thingy for a while so here it is. :) oh, and I guess you could take it romantically, but if you ship Jasper as much as I do, that could be hard. xD

"Are you okay?" Jason looked up from the book he had been reading on Roman heroes and met Reyna's concerned gaze. "You look kind of... Pale."

"I'm fine," Jason replied quickly, way too quickly. On top of that, he sounded very congested. As soon as he said it, though, he began coughing. When he was finally able to catch his breath, Reyna was looking at him inquisitively. "What is it?"

"Jason, are you sick or something?" She asked. "Because it makes sense. You're pale, coughing, and you seem a little bit lethargic."

"Reyna, I'm not sick." Jason chuckled, although his icy blue eyes were glazed over; with fever, maybe. "Don't worry about me."

Reyna opened her mouth to speak again, but then decided against it. If he was going to be stubborn, then fine. But at the same time, she couldn't just let him ignore his illness. "Oh my gods, Jason." She said exasperatedly.

"What?"

Before he realized what she was doing, Reyna leaned over and felt his forehead. Jason subconsciously relaxed at her cool touch before realizing what she was doing and scooting away, out of Reyna's reach.

"You have a fever," Reyna said pointedly. "Come on."

"What? Where are we-"

"You're going to the infirmary." She interrupted. "Come on."

"I'm not sick, Reyna." Jason grumbled. "Praetors don't get sick."

"Apparently they do," Reyna had to resist the urge to laugh. It was the next day, and Jason had been kept in the infirmary with a high fever, or at least that was what she'd heard from Dakota. Even through all of that, he would not admit to his illness. "It's not a big deal. I've gotten sick before, just take a sick day."

"I am not taking a sick day- aaaaachoo!" He sneezed loudly and grabbed a Kleenex from the table next to his bed.

"You know, I could've left you alone in the infirmary, but I'm here because you're sick and I care about you."

"I am not sick!" Jason protested fervently and immediately started coughing.

"Says the person who's stuck in the infirmary with a fever." Reyna raised an eyebrow. "Repeat after me: I, Jason Grace, am sick and Reyna is always right."

"I'm not repeating that." Jason said, his voice affected from congestion. "Ugh... Pass me a tissue." Reyna handed over the box.

"Aww, somebody's sick." She teased, much to his annoyance. Jason just glared at her. "Really though, just admit that you're sick."

"Fine."

"What?"

"I'm sick," he mumbled into his pillow. "Happy now?"

"Very." Reyna smiled triumphantly. "I actually got you to admit that you're sick... Not an easy task."

"Shut up."

So yeah, super short but Reyna is so fun to write haha.

So today I was at a discount bookstore and I found The Lost Hero for like $3 and my siblings also got some PJO books and this grown man comes up behind us and is like,

"I love Percy Jackson too. The movies are great." So I just kinda smiled and nodded even though I disagreed on the movie thing. Then he wouldn't stop talking and it was awkward...

Anyway, review maybe?