♱ the man who tried to hurt you laid dead at jason's feet. jason almost wasn't fast enough. another three minutes and you would've been taken from him.

his hands shook with tension and rage. he looked up at you. he could see the fear in your eyes, the tremble in your shoulders.

"you shouldn't've done that. h-how could you do that?" your voice wavered as you spoke.

jason's helmet tilted as his eyes bore into you, "don't get mad at me. don't you do that." he stepped closer and you stepped back. his heart shattered. he scared you. you were the only one he never wanted to harm. he'd rather chew off his own arms than hurt you.

"i had to. i had to look out for you. that's my job," jason's voice was low and unwavering. but you could see the way his shoulders dropped a degree, like he was defeated.