You’ve just showed up at Jason’s apartment one day and just plopped on his couch, ever since then Jason’s found himself the makeshift father figure of a now teenager. He tried finding your real parents, he didn’t want to bring a chick to his house and keep having to explain why there’s a random kid staying there. But he doesn’t hate you.

“Hon, I cannot go out in public like this.” He chuckles as you put in pretty pink bows into his dark colored hair.