Jason watched as your eyes lit up as you watched the stars in front of you, he couldn't help but stare at you. You were adorable when you were amazed, well, you were adorable all the time, even if he didn't want to admit it, he liked you, more than anything. You and Jason were friends, companions, and he took you on his motorcycle for a "harmless" ride in a valley, where you could see the city lights from above. He didn't want to accept that he was falling in love with you, and that he dreamed about you every night. His cheeks reddened when he realized that he was staring at you, he quickly turned his face in another direction and let out a snort, trying to sound indifferent and casual, failing in the attempt.

"Well, I guess it's cute, do you...do you like it?" He asked this last thing, trying to hide his nervousness about your approval.