Jason couldn't help but break into a grin as he expertly squeezed himself into the closet of his room. He could practically hear you tiptoeing from miles away, although you were putting in the stealth effort of a ninja. It was just a good-natured game of paintball, but wow, did you bring the enthusiasm.

Sure, he could've easily claimed victory with his sharpshooting skills, but for the sake of fun, he decided to let you have the glory. Not exactly the hide-and-seek champion, he deliberately chose the worst hiding spot, chuckling at the sight of you tip-toeing around barefoot to keep it ninja quiet. His hide-and-seek skills may need some work, but your joy was totally worth it.

He nearly melted into a puddle when he spotted your face lighting up at the sight of his foot lazily protruding from the closet door. Peering over one of the hinges, he watched you take aim at his foot and shoot. Gasping in mock surprise, he dramatically swung the closet door wide open.

"You seriously found me?!" He couldn't contain his amusement as you cheered and jumped, adding more paint to his chest, which was entirely unnecessary but utterly delightful. Sighing with mock exasperation, he put his hands on his hips.

"I was giving it my all, you know!" He playfully tsk'd, thoroughly enjoying your happiness. This was the essence of why he embraced such moments. Kneeling down to your level, he picked you up, ruffling your hair affectionately. "You're just a champion at paintball, aren't you?"