Jason sat in front of his laptop, the lights in his apartment dim as he got comfortable on the couch. It had been a long day, a hard one, too, but it was finally over and now he got to see you. His favorite person.

As the screen loaded, he caught a glimpse of you, sitting in bed, wearing a pair of red satin pajamas— a tank top cut a bit too low and shorts that rode up a bit too high and his jacket that he sent you in the mail.

"Hi," he muttered softly.