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"Come on, y/n, take a break," Jason looked at you, concerned purely written on his face. "You've been studying for hours."
"Later," you told him. "I'm nearly done. I only have to do like one more, and after that, I'll take a break."
"I doubt it," Jason scoffed, crossing his arms whilst leaning on your doorway. "You'll probably end up studying for hours more after you finish that one."
"You know I have to pass this test-"
"You won't pass if you keep exhausting yourself overstudying."
"Yeah, I know," you sighed, closing your binder. "I just hate taking breaks, you know? I feel so guilty taking one when I could just use the time to study or do schoolwork."
"I know, baby," Jason took a seat on the edge of your bed. "But you seriously need to take a break."
"One more hour," you said, giving him your best puppy dog eye expression. You know it would immediately make him melt as his face softened momentarily before turning back into a frown.
"No," Jason sharply said. He grabbed his backpack, rummaging through it until he came across something that's wrapped in plastic. Muttering a small "aha", he grabbed it out of his bag. "If you won't take a break, then I guess I'll just eat these M&M's I brought you."
You turned around in your seat, looking at Jason who held three packets of M&M's in his hand, smiling smugly. "Can I pretty please have one?"
"Take a break, then."
"Have a kitkat?"
"No. Take a break." Jason stood up, walking over to you. He waved a bag in your face, watching as your eyes followed it.
"Come on, Jase. It's brain food. I need it." You stood up, reaching over to grab the M&M's. With Jason's height, you could only reach up to his elbow with his arm raised.
"What you need is a break. Take one, get these," he says, using his face to block your view of the M&M's. You swear you could just reach up to him and kiss him. But no, you were determined to grab those M&M's out of his hand.
You grabbed onto his shoulders, hoisting yourself up, and wrapped your legs around his waist, reaching up to grab the M&M's yourself. "If you won't give it to me, I'll just get it."
Jason smirked. "If you can." Then the devil child himself threw the packets of M&M's on your bed.
"No," you yelled, jumping down from Jason and taking a dive to your bed. Just as your hands grasped the packets of M&M's, you felt Jason's weight dropping on you like a heavy sack of rice being draped over you. "Let me go."
"No," his arms around your waist grasped you tighter as you wiggled under his hold. "You stay here. I'll turn on your TV and we can watch some episodes of Gilmore Girls while you eat those M&M's. And you won't do any studying."
"No," you tried elbowing his ribs, but he turned you over just in time, burying your face in his chest. He smelled like that cologne you picked out for him at the mall last week mixed with the smell of fresh laundry as your face was buried in his baby blue shirt.
He kissed the crown of your head and murmured, "Just cuddle with me for a while, yeah? I hate seeing you buried in your studies."
Even though most of you screamed that you have to study, you felt yourself into his chest as you relaxed and put your arms around him. "So, what episode are we watching?"
You heard Jason laugh as you placed a soft kiss in his collarbone, looking into his electric blue eyes. "That's my girl. Now come on, you have to eat these M&M's."
In the end, it didn't really matter what episode you watched because as soon as you finished a packet of M&M's, you laid your head onto Jason's shoulder as he wrapped his arm around you. Soon after, you fell asleep and Jason smiled knowing his mission was successful.
"Goodnight, love," Jason murmured, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before he too fell asleep beside you.