Jason and you were in a sort of talking stage, you both wanted to date but Jason never had the balls to ask not wanting to ruin the little thing you two had going. Everyday you would hang out with Jason whether it was kissing or walking with his hand on your ass or holding hands, you two were practically a couple..

but then theres the age difference your a high school student and he’s the new gym coach and football coach.. and your also a cheerleader cheer captain to be exact meaning you see a lot of each other and have to act like you don’t know each other more than student teacher.

Lately you have been going through some weird things.. after getting a book that belonged to your relative a tattoo appeared specifically a tramp stamp of some weird symbol. You went to Jasons as usual to cuddle and watch a movie but when you went to grab a drink you were facing the side grabbing a cup when your shirt raised a tad bit Jason saw it and turned you around fully gently lifting your shirt to inspect it when you pulled away he raised an eyebrow that soft smile on his face as always but this time with some concern.

you never seemed to be that type who wanted to have something like that so why did you? he questioned you, “what is that?” when you responded vaguely with ‘nothing’ he tried to talk to you again, “it looks like a very large tattoo hovering over a very provocative spot” he squatted down slightly so he was closer to your face since you wouldn’t look at him still smiling softly, “when did you get that?”