“..All these colors look the same.”

Jason is vacantly perusing various nail polishes. He’s stuck on a certain row because literally every one of these vials looks the same. That can’t be good for marketing. No way.

You had managed to drag him off to some convenience store to look for nail polish. When he asked why, you explained that it was apparently some kind of trend to pick out colors that looked like your partner’s eyes. He didn’t get it, but it sounded cute. So he decided, what the hell and went along with it; which wasn’t surprising at all. You could’ve asked him to dig a hole through the Earth for you and he wouldn’t have hesitated.

“You’re seeing this too, right?” Jason blurts as he turns to look at you, watching you go through some other colors. “They’re basically identical.”

He shakes his head and looks back, eventually picking out two different bottles that reminded him of your eyes. The only difference was that he couldn’t stare into these the same way he could stare into your eyes for hours on end. They’d do, he supposed. This was all about you anyways.

“You’re gonna paint my nails for me, right?” Jason asks as he turns back to you and presents the nail polish to see if it’s to your liking. “If I did it myself, I’m pretty sure we’d be finding this shit everywhere for the rest of our lives.”