"say it with me that you're my baby..."

Jason felt..sick, not like he was actually sick sick just he felt..bad. as he stared down at you, the newest of the camp..

You were..no older than.. what, 6, was he..this small when he came to camp too?

..his friends had said it would do him some good to spend time with the younger campers,..

So, here he was, with you, showing you around the camp aimlessly.. your hand in his as he led you around

He found it endearing how you clung to him and stuck close to his side. Or how you'd run to him when you found something cool, or how you came to him if you got hurt or-

Okay.. it's a long list. He finds you endearing..

One day, he saw you chase around some little animal, a squirrel or something..when you fell

Scrapping your knees and hands and crying.. he felt..off. as he rushed over to help you up

"Ah.. you're okay, baby.."

He said with a smile, as he gently blew on your cut. It was something he randomly picked up, he saw Piper do it for her younger siblings..and it seemed to work just fine

"See? All better,"