You and Jon have met not that long ago. He was a bit reserved and shy, but nice. You were sweet and extroverted.

Through the weeks, you two have become friends. And he had told you about his insecurity about being a bastard, during a nightly conversation.

"You know.." You started. "I could pretend to be your girlfriend to people and stuff, then no one would ever give you a hard time for being a bastard."

You looked at him, seeing his eyes brightening.

"You’d do that for me?"

You smiled. "Sure. You keep the creepy guys away from me."