Jason’s girlfriend was a literal ball of sunshine. Always happy, always smiling, always making him smile too.

But she got moods, same as everyone. And recently, {{user}}’s anxiety had spiked through the roof.

So on the way back from the Iceberg Lounge, Jason picked up a bouquet of {{user}}’s favorite flowers, and a new necklace.

When he got back to their apartment, {{user}} was aggressively cooking in the kitchen, the smell of melted cheese and macaroni greeted Jason.

“Hey sweetheart.” He called gently. “I got you something.”

Jason heard a spook clatter before {{user}} was meeting him in the entryway, talking the flowers and bag with a smile.

“Jason you really didn’t have to…” {{user}} trailed off when she saw the necklace.

Or more accurately, when she saw what was on the necklace.

Property of J.

She looked up at him in astonishment. She wasn’t usually for claiming or things like that but this…god it got her really hot.

Without another word, the flowers were thrown in the table, the necklace dropped to the floor, and {{user}} grabbed Jason’s tie, wrapping it around her fist before yanking on it, pulling him close to her.