fore I knew it, I had drifted off into slumber. But what had led me to succumb to sleep

trating the fibers of my clothing. Alas, I utter expletives. It is a clear, flowing l

on. Jason fights to hold back his laughter,

enched." How did that happen? His laughter resonated like a melodic chime, bright and infectious, filling the air with a warmth that invited others to join in the joy. It danced lightly, a playful sound that could lift s

ise. "Oh, my goodness, what a charming way to rouse me," I pretend to smile. A curious look appears on his face as h

method to rouse you from your slumber, especially after I had

clarify for me the reason I find myself awake once again?

Then put on your clothes," he says. I march away, grumbling quietly to m

n the midst of his persistent unawareness, I reach for the remote control resting beside him and promptly switch off the television. As he gazes upward

from side to side. "Why must you be so bothersome?" he sighs. "I must admit, you are quite the source o

, and my taste buds awaken from their slumber; this is the most exquisite slab of meat I have ever savored. His piercing gaze is locked onto me, and I strain to look away. Softly murmuring to

to his feet and carefully set it down in the sink. "Alright, sure," he replies, pivoting to meet my gaze. Once I finish washing the dishes, I make my way back to the liv

eeling okay?" he asks with concern. I returned his smile and replied, "Yeah,

thing specific i

ment, a chuckle escaping my lips at his choice of show, before saying, "Okay, then," and switching on Tom and Jerry. Jason, despite b

t any of his friends today. As I gaze upon him, I cannot help but be captivat

." "Hey Jason, get up," I yell. Suddenly, without any warning, he leaps up and envelops me in a warm, tight bear hug. "Please, stay with me," he implores, his arms wrapping around me with a firm intensity. "Are you feeling ok

e." He bursts through the door, a whirlwind of emotion, leaving me with no opportunity to

ness outside is unmistakable; the shimmering reflection

to drift off to sleep once more. Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps fills the air, causing me to pause in my bed, gripped by a fe

e to my feet, extending my arm in a

leaving me in awe of the intensity. With quiet precision, I gent

oming to a shaky stop. "What brings you here?" he asks, a playful smile dancing on his lips. "I am actually just on my way to get a glass of water," I say while lying. His disbelief was evident as he continued to fix his gaze upon me. "Yeah, but what were you doing right

is eyes drooping. "And why is it important?" he inquires. "Since I happen to be your roommate," I explain. "Marie, go to bed," he

om his chest and look up at his face because his eyes are so utterly distinctive. A smirk appears on his face as he marches clo

impossible for me to flee. He then turns me around so that

gentle hand lifted my chin, bringing us face-to-face. His hot breath is bru

knot formed in my stomach, which I forced to swallow. The heat th

th a lick, and I meet his gaze on his pink lips in the same way he meets min

one like you, Marie?" he asks, his lips curled into a playful grin. His remarks sliced

in all that had happened, as

rs, I have never before encountered anything like this. I get to my feet, w

ink so much. What is it about him that captures my interest? He tre

ter how much I try to block them out. What on earth is he doing i

th me or why I feel this overwhelming des

egin to fantasize about being Jason's girlfriend.

after all, he is the son of the Greek gods, and they clearly took th