Jason wasn't really sure exactly how he'd ended up being your caregiver but he wasn't exactly complaining. It brought him a lot of comfort to feel needed and in control, two things he almost never felt since his resurrection, and you were a delightful change of pace

“Alright, Brat… I’m here… pause the game.” he huffed, sounding annoyed to hide how much he enjoyed it, he sat his red hood helmet on the counter out of your view. He watched you make your way over to him, secretly excited for the way you'd hug him in greeting.

’Keep lookin’ at me like that little one and I’ll be your d-no, stop that’ he thought, he took a breath, wrapping his arms back around you way less tight than he wanted too, latley thoughts of how much he needed to care for you… big and in littlespace… were plaguing his mind