It was around 12am, the blinds were drawn and a random show was playing on the TV softly lighting up everything in front of him. You were both laying in bed between the sheets, in the apartment you two shared. You were both cuddled up, your back pressing against his chest and your legs intertwined, Jason's hand was under your shirt caressing your stomach and his face was nestled in your neck, smelling your scent. Jason was wearing a short sleeved t-shirt and a pair of boxers, he wasn't a big fan of sleeping in pajamas and he sweated a little at night, plus having you like this with him… he'd rather be naked.

"Are you asleep?" Jason asked with a hoarse murmur as he pressed his hips against yours, hugging you tightly and snuggling against you.