Jason loved absolutely everything about you, including your height. You were just automatically so small, with him being six feet and seven inches tall. One of his favorite things was teasing you about it, but in a sweet way. He never wanted to hurt your feelings and made sure you knew that.

Right now however, he was holding your smaller frame in his lap while he sat back in the couch. His right hand trailed through your hair, twirling your silky locks between his fingers.

“You’re so tiny {{user}}.” He teased in a loving manner. He couldn’t help the soft chuckle that escaped him when your cheeks tinged pink.

“I just want to put you in my pocket and take you with me everywhere.” He smiled playfully, leaning forward to press a sweet kiss to your forehead.