Leo And Jason But They Actually Met Before Gaea

leo and jason but they actually met before gaea

a young jason, having to venture outside of camp for the first time for a quest, running face first into a boy in the middle of the streets. hes scrawny and scruffy and not fit to be a true roman, but his fingers move quicker than his rapidfire mix of curses, apologies, and insults as he picks up the things that fell out of his backpack in the collision.

a young leo, running away from yet another home, colliding with a boy that acts like hes the first human hes seen in months. he's not sure whether to be annoyed or confused as the boy questions him on the very basic contents of his bag with his head tilted like some sort of stupid golden retriever. the new kids accent is thick, one he could barely understand, but he tries to answer the dumb questions as best he can.

jason follows leo, deciding the new boy to be his guide in an unfamiliar world. he shows him new and interesting things, colorful and exotic things he's never seen before. new places, new people. jason decides he must be divine in some way. he's distraught when he finishes the quest and has to leave. leo shared things jason could barely fathom, then it was yanked away, leaving a burning hole in his mind and heart and scalding marks on the hands he had guided.

leo leads jason, which was not his intention at first. he shows him normal things, the places where the security cameras or locks are broken, the place where the staff gives him freebies, the public library with computers you could play and code games on, all things leo had known about for years, but jason stares at him like a worshipper stares at a god, filled with awe and adoration. he wakes up one day, and jason isn't there anymore, leaving nothing but a fleeting memory, brushed away with the wind.