Or; Bi Ace Jason and His Journey of Self-Discovery
Or; Jason is Ace and I Am Projecting
So eventually Percy calling Jason āSupermanā becomes kind of a thing between them. Jason only lets Percy call him that, and Percy uses it both to kind of tease Jason when heās being extra heroic and praetor-y, and also as an affectionate nickname for his friend.
One year for his birthday, Percy buys him a Superman cape. He doesnāt wear it often, but itās big enough that he uses it as a blanket a lot. When they hang out and play video games together, the winner gets to wear the cape. (Heāll never admit it, but sometimes Jason will let Percy win a little easier so that the cape will smell like sea breeze for a while after he leaves.)
A few months later, he sits Percy down and tells him that he likes boys as well as girls. Percy smiles, tells him thatās awesome! and that he does too, and hugs him. Jason hugs him back, burying his face in Percyās shoulder. They watch a movie that night instead of playing video games, the Superman cape wrapped around them like a blanket where they sit shoulder-to-shoulder on Jasonās couch.
That year, Percy gets Jason another cape for his birthday. This one is just as big, but rather than red, itās striped blue, purple, and pink. The bi flag, Percy tells him, a huge grin on his face. Then he unfurls it, and Jason sees the crudely sewn Superman logo in the middle. Jason laughs at that, head thrown back and just so damn happy, and Percy laughs with him. Jason refuses to take the cape off for the rest of the day (not that it mattered, since they spent the rest of the day bingewatching sitcoms on Netflix, but it mattered to Jason.)
Sometime later, theyāre sitting next to each other on the couch, Percyās legs flung across Jasonās lap, their video game controllers left on the coffee table from their last round. The bi flag Superman cape is tied around Jasonās shoulders since heād been the one to blue shell Percy in the last seconds of the race and take first place. Percy leans forward, close enough that Jason can smell that sea breeze that just seemed to follow Percy everywhere, and starts picking at and fidgeting with the edge of the cape. So, if youāre Superman, he begins, nervousness wobbling his voice, is there any chanceā¦ I could be your Lois Lane? Jason smiles at him.
Things are going well between them. Dating is fun, even if sometimes their ādatesā only consist of lighting a candle on the coffee table as they share a $5 pizza and watch cartoons together. Really, things between them donāt change much, they just get, well, closer. Thereās more touching now, and for the most part, Jason likes it. He likes kissing Percy. He likes kissing Percy a lot, actually. And he likes the touching. He likes holding Percyās hand, and he likes cuddling with him on the couch without fear of it being awkward. He likes when Percy comes up behind him and wraps his arms around his middle and rests his chin on Jasonās shoulder or presses his forehead to the back of Jasonās neck. He likes when they fall asleep curled up together and wake up with their legs tangled and Percyās head resting on his chest, even if he drools, the bi flag Superman cape wrapped around them. Thereās some things he doesnāt like so much, though. Itās nothing Percyās done, because Percy would never do something Jason wasnāt explicitly okay with, but itās the thought of it that bothers him. The thought of removing clothes and touching other places that leaves a distinct feeling of discomfort and repulsion in the pit of his stomach.
Unsure of what to do about it or what it means, he does the only thing he can think of and calls Piper. Surely, a daughter of Aphrodite would know what to do. He tells her whatās been going on, and when heās done, she tells him that she thinks he may be asexual. When he lets out a noise of confusion, she tells him that it would probably be best if he talked to her half-brother Mitchell, since he actually is ace and could probably explain things better than she could. She gives him her brotherās number, and he thanks her.
Jason steels himself for what is to come. The talk with Mitchell had helped, and now that Jason has the proper words to put with what heās feeling, he decided it was time to talk to Percy about it. Itās date night, which this time means takeout, a āclean linenā scented candle Jason had bought on sale, and a Star Wars marathon. When Percy steps through Jasonās front door, he greets him with a kiss and tells him he needs to talk to him before dinner. Percy nods, then asks if everything is okay as they sit facing each other on the couch. Jason nods, takes a deep breath, and carefully lays things out on the table, metaphorically speaking. He tells Percy about how much he likes being with him, but how the thought of doingā¦ he fumbles for wordsā¦ moreā¦ makes him nauseous. Itās nothing Percy had done wrong, just that this is who he is. Heās asexual, he explains, sex-repulsed. And he feels Percy has a right to know.
Percy has been nodding along as Jason explains things, ending with how he doesnāt think heāll ever be okay with doing anything much beyond what they are doing currently. Okay, Percy tells him. Heās happy with how they are now, anyway, and he loves Jason so much that as long as Jason is happy, he will be happy, and that heās happy Jasonās comfortable enough to tell him and that things are perfect as they are, andā
I love you too, Jason says, and pulls Percy into a tight embrace for a few moments before pulling back and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. That kiss brakes when Percyās smile grows too big for it. The rest of date night goes off without a hitch, and they fall asleep halfway through Return of the Jedi cuddled together under both Superman capes.
When Jasonās birthday rolls around again, heās surprised when Percy hands him a familiar looking box. He opens it, and instead of blue, purple, and pink, the cape he pulls out is striped with black, gray, white, and purple. Percyās grin is so bright Jason canāt help but smile back. He unfurls it, and sees the Superman logo stitched into it, slightly neater than it was on his bi flag one. He hugs Percy then, and Percy hugs him back, whispering I love you, Superman, into the junction of Jasonās neck and shoulder. Thereās a lot of kissing after that. Then, they end up curled in the corner of the couch, legs tangled together and Percy half on Jasonās lap. Jason has his newest cape wrapped around his shoulders, while Percy has taken the bi flag one, and the red one lays across their laps. They talk for hours, about everything and nothing, from some new designs Annabeth has been coming up with to which flavor of Starburst tastes the best. Jason isnāt sure exactly when they drift off, but the last thing he remembers is nuzzling into Percyās hair and being hit with that sea breeze as if heās actually sitting on the sand and looking out at the ocean itself, and a passing thought about how comfortable and perfect he feels wrapped up there with Percy and all of their capes.
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