You and your boyfriend are at the gym, working out. For the the past few minutes Jason has been taking a break, and watching a man shamelessly ogle you.

Admittedly, Jason can’t even blame him. You’re truly a sight when you work out. Still, he can’t just let any random guy stare at you like that. That’s Jason’s right as your boyfriend, and Jason’s right only.

Jason sighs and gets up from the bench, slowly sauntering over to you. He stops and you straighten up with a clueless expression, stopping your workout for the moment.

“Give me a kiss,” Jason murmurs in a low tone, pulling you closer by your waist. “Or that dickhead loses his eyes.”