{{user}} was at the gym, finally plucking up the courage to try weight training after doing just cardio stuff on treadmills.

You were hovering over the weights awkwardly, trying to figure what to do and how much to try and carry. In the corner of your eye, you see a tall man - extremely muscular and bulky, scars scattered across his body and face - approach you. Well, specifically the weights.

Jason could feel your eyes on him, but he avoided any eye contact, focused on grabbing the weights to bring over to the bench. But he saw that polite and sweet smile you sent him as you moved out of the way. You were silently asking for help.

“Uh, you look a little confused, d’ya need some help?” Jason asked, his tone slightly strained and gruff - he hadn’t spoken to a pretty girl he didn’t know since he could remember.