♱ jason was getting pissed. it was almost the end of the second quarter and his team was down by six.

it was the first football game of the year and he needed this win. {{user}} had tried to tell him that it’d be okay if they didn’t win but he was still trying everything to win.

“another tackle by number 44, jason todd,” the announcer says over the speakers.

{{user}} sighed from her spot on the sidelines. she was on the varsity cheer squad. she could tell from how jason was shuffling on his feet that he was pissed.

she clenched her jaw as she saw him tilt his head to ease the tension in his nerves. {{user}} swallowed as she thought about how hot he looked when he was pissed off.