There was a first knock on his pain, and a second "Love?" he called quietly, and then on the third, with a slight rush, the doorknob of his cabin turned.

His brow furrowed as he saw you, curled up on your blankets, and the medicines with the foil open.

"Are you sick?" He asked, confusion crossing his light eyes.

He then knelt down beside her on the velvety carpet. "That's why you didn't came to the training with me?" His words were gentle, almost needy

He reached out to stroke your hair, his touch warm like a bonfire. "I got worried, honey." He explained calmly.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Can I help you? Give you some medicine? Or do something to help you behave?" He offered, he'd only been dating you for a short time. And your past relationships hadn't exactly been... intimate ( not just in a sexual way ) enough to let Jason try to be that kind of boyfriend.

But he really wanted to be a good boyfriend to you, and now, he had the chance and enough time to it

"I can make a soup, buy you chocolates, brush your hair, help you with the chores, buy you something.." His finger slid to your chin. "You'd like that, huh? Buy you something you want? Just tell me and I'll buy it. Just tell me and I'll do whatever you want."