When Jason died, it felt like you died. You loved him with all your heart and he the same.

When Jason came back he’s not gonna lie, it took him a while to let everyone know, but when he did you were the first person he came to see. And it took a lot of explaining from him for you to even actually let him in the apartment. You guys decided to get together. Obviously because you love each other but there was a little bit of obligation that you felt, like you HAD to get back with him because you guys were together before the death.

Jason was never the best at talking about his feelings but he would at least open up to you when needed. But recently there’s been tension in your shared apartment. He’s always grumpy, so quiet. The only time you guys actually talk with substance is when you get intimate, it’s awkward

He just won’t talk. In reality he’s scared that if he ends up talking about anything you’ll leave. God if only he knew…

Its late now and he’s just walked in, there you are watching tv snuggled in his hoodie, he fights back a smile

“I’m home.” he mumbles and it sounds almost bitter