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80s Jason inviting you to a park as a friend but when you get there its a whole picnic(that he put a lot of time into ) he confesses nevous and shaky the whole time, and the whole ending is up to you if you wanna do fluff or smut?? thank you!

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Picnic of hearts

Jason Newsted x Reader ☆ fluff, friends to lovers

The phone rang on a quiet friday night, and you couldn't help but smile as you heard Jason's voice on the other end, once you picked up. Ever since he moved in down the street two months ago, you had become good friends, spending countless hours hanging out at each other's house and attending concerts and parties together.

You enjoyed Jason's company but were unsure of your feelings towards him. Was it just friendship, or was there something deeper there? You had never been good at deciphering your own emotions, especially when it came to matters of the heart.

Little did you know, Jason had been harboring a crush on you for quite some time, only waiting for the perfect moment to tell you.

"Hey, I was wondering, if you maybe wanna hang out at the park this weekend? If you're free, that is." Jason suggested enthusiastically as he waited for an answer.

You mentally checked your schedule and nodded, even though he couldn't see you.

"Yea sure, how about tomorrow in the afternoon?" You replied casually as you twirled the telephone cord around your finger.

Hanging out at the park plus quality time with Jason sounded lovely. But beneath the surface, a small part of you wondered if this outing might be more than just a casual get-together.

"Cool, tomorrow is perfect. Does 2 p.m. sound good?" Jason said, already excited about the next day.

"Sounds great. I'll see you then." You confirmed before the conversation ended.

Jason smiled to himself, imagining the day ahead in anticipation and began planning his surprise picnic mentally plus the most difficult part of confessing to you.

You arrived at the location with your bike the next afternoon, pulling off your helmet and ran a hand through your flowing hair, trying to quickly fix it in the rearview mirror before making your way through the park.

The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over the lush greenery of the place. You scanned the scenery, searching for Jason until you spotted his curly mob of hair.

You could see him moving around hectically in a quiet corner, in the shadows of a tree, squinting your eyes to see what he was doing. Making your way over, grass crunching softly under your shoes, a smile crept onto your face as you called his name.

Jason's eyes sparkled with eagerness as he turned to face you, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. He fidgeted slightly, tucking a stray lock of curly hair behind his ear, revealing a hint of nervousness that wasn't typical of his usual calm demeanor. "Hey Y/N, great to see you! How are you?"

Before you could respond, your gaze drifted past him to the colorful array of food laid out on a checkered blanket behind him. Your eyes widened in pleasant surprise. "Wait, is that a picnic?"

Jason chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, a rosy tint covering his cheeks. "Well yea, I wanted to make it a surprise. I hope you like it, I spent all day arranging it for you."

"Wow, really? That's the cutest thing someone has ever done for me." You smiled brightly as you looked at Jason, blushing heavily.

"Come on, take a seat," he said, stepping aside and gesturing for you to approach the blanket with a slight awkwardness.

As you stepped closer and sunk down onto the soft fabric, the details of his surprise unfolded before you. There were mini sandwiches, cut into perfect triangles next to a vibrant array of fruits – strawberries, grapes, melon slices, all glistening in the sunlight.

A basket with a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine inside. Everything arranged with such care and thoughtfulness, that it felt like stepping into a scene from a movie.

"Jason, this is incredible." You breathed, your eyes twinkling as you took it all in.

“Do you really like it?” he asked, his voice a little softer than usual, almost hesitant as he took a seat beside you.

"I love it! It looks perfect. You thought of everything." You reached out and gently touched his arm with an unwavering smile.

He visibly relaxed at your words, a relieved smile spreading across his face. "Ok good. I um...I brought you some flowers."

"These are beautiful." You murmured, reaching out to gently touch the bouquet inside the basket.

"Just like you." Jason blurted out, then immediately winced, his cheeks turning crimson.

You turned to him, a playful smile dancing on your lips. "Did you really just say that?"

He avoided your eyes again, fiddling with the edge of the blanket. "Maybe. Look, I know it's cheesy but I wanted to do something special. For you."

You reached out and placed your hand over his. His fingers were warm and slightly trembling. "Jason, it's not cheesy at all. It's perfect. And it means a lot to me." You said softly.

His gaze met yours, and this time, there was no shyness, just a raw, vulnerable honesty. “Really?”

You squeezed his hand, your heart fluttering with a warmth that mirrored the spring day. “Really, really.”

He smiled, a genuine, radiant smile that lit up his whole face, chasing away the nervousness from before. He picked up a sandwich, offering it to you. "So, mini sandwiches? Yes or no?"

"Definitely yes." You replied, taking the sandwich and biting into it.

After his surprise turned out to be a success, you eat and enjoyed some wine, and chat, the conversation flowing easily between you. He shared stories about his morning spent preparing everything, laughing about his near-disaster with the sandwiches and how he almost forgot the flowers. You laughed with him, enjoying his company and the beautiful setting.

But as the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting long shadows over the park, you noticed a change in Jason’s demeanor. His laughter became a tad more nervous, his fingers fidgeting with the glass of wine in his hand.

You paused mid-sentence, sensing the shift. “Hey, is everything okay?” You asked, tilting your head slightly, a playful concern lining your voice.

He took a deep breath, the kind that seemed to pull the weight of the world in. “Actually, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about." He admitted, the hint of vulnerability in his voice.

“What is it?” You asked, your curiosity tinged with an anxious feeling in your stomach.

Jason sat up straighter, his gaze fixed on the ground for a moment, then he finally met your eyes. “I’ve been thinking...about us."

You held your breath, the sounds of the park fading into a soft hum as you wondered what he had got to say. "What do you mean about us?" You prompted gently, trying to keep your tone light despite the trepidation building inside you. 

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly in his throat. "I don't know about you but I really like you and I think...I might have feelings for you." He admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "More than just friendship. I think about you all the time, wondering what could be if we were more than this."

The air seemed to vibrate with tension as you processed his confession. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within you, surprise, excitement, uncertainty, even fear. Your mind raced, trying to make sense of the unexpected revelation.

You sat there, frozen, as Jason's words hung in the air between you like a challenge. His confession had left you utterly speechless, the realization dawned on you that your feelings for Jason extended far beyond platonic friendship.

As the seconds ticked by, you struggled to find your voice, to articulate the complex mix of emotions coursing through your veins. Jason's vulnerable expression tugged at your heartstrings. He looked both hopeful and terrified, awaiting your response like a bird perched on a fragile branch, poised to take flight or plummet back down to earth.

"Jason, I... wow." You stuttered, laughter catching in your chest before dying away into an awkward silence. "I didn't see that coming."

He chuckled nervously, the sound music to your ears. "I know, me neither. It just sort of...happened." He explained, running a hand through his fluffed curls. "But here we are."

Before you could respond, you were drawn inexorably towards him, your hand reaching out to cup his cheek, fingers splayed against warm skin.

Your gaze focused on the tender curve of his lips, remembering countless moments when they've curled into a smile and eyes drinking in every feature etched onto his handsome face.

With a breathy sigh, you leaned in, drawn to Jason like a magnet. His eyes widened in surprise before they fluttered closed as your mouths met in a tender kiss. I was soft and sweet, filled with unspoken promises and desire.

The gentle press of lips against lips sent sparks dancing across your nerve endings. Your mouth moved against his in a slow, sensual dance and Jason's arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer as he returned the kiss with equal passion.

Lost in the haze of newfound romance, you didn't notice yourself shifting, until suddenly you found yourself climbed half onto his lap. The picnic basket teetered precariously nearby, threatening to spill its contents.

A startled gasp escaped you both as reality crashed back in. Jason's eyes flew open, meeting yours in a burst of mirth. Laughter bubbled up from your core, echoing his amusement. Together, you collapsed back onto the blanket in a fit of giggles, the wine sloshing ominously in its bottle.

"I'm sorry, but I think we can't be friends anymore." Jason unfolded in a mock seriousness.

"Oh no, that makes me so sad." You pouted playfully.

He reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingertips grazing your cheek. "Yea, because I think I'd prefer to be more than just friends with someone who kisses me like that." Jason grinned, his voice dropping to a sultry murmur.

"Sounds like a good deal to me." You smiled and melted into his touch, leaning into him as he pulled you in for another searing kiss.

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…he went sleeveless…with this shirt…

I don’t know why i find this so appealing…BUT GOD DAMN.

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Can you do cuddling on a cold winter night with Jason? Just pure fluff pls 😊

Winter warmth

Jason Newsted x Reader ☆ Fluff

It was a freezing cold winter night, the kind that made you want to stay indoors and never leave the warmth of your home ever again.

You were curled up on the sofa with Jason, after being out in the icy and stormy weather, craving to get inside and warm up your frozen limbs.

Your body stopped shaking the second Jason lit the chimney and crawled underneath the furry blanket, his hands still cold but the rest of him comfortingly warm.

The crackling fire in the fireplace casting an orange glow over the room as Jason wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close as you snuggled into his chest.

The heat from the flames and his embrace made you feel safe and content, like nothing could harm you in that moment.

As you gazed into the flickering flames, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment of peace and tranquility.

The world outside may have been cold and harsh, but in that moment, all that mattered was the two of you, wrapped up in each other's love.

"You feel better now?" Jason murmured as he tenderly ran his calloused fingers through your hair, smoothing the soft frizz, created by the beanie you wore.

You looked up at Jason, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. Your cheeks and nose, a crimson color from being exposed to the crisp temperature for too long.

In that moment, you knew that you were exactly where you were meant to be – in his arms, by the fire, safe from the stormy winter air.

"Yes, much better. I think I'm defrosting here. Thanks for keeping me warm." You smile up at him and watch him chuckle before he's pressing a loving kiss onto your forehead.

"Anything for my baby, I'm not leaving your side. And I don't want you to get sick." Jason replies, gently tucking a piece of hair behind your ear as he stares into your bright orbs.

His gentle touch and soothing words washed over you like a comforting balm, easing the lingering chill from your bones.

The snow outside seemed to fall in slow motion, each flake drifting lazily to the ground, oblivious to the cozy world within these walls.

"Are you alright? You're so quiet." Jason's voice broke the silence as he looked down at you, his brow slightly creasing in a small frown.

"Yeah, just thinking...enjoying the moment." You smiled as you nestled further into him.

"Mind sharing what you're thinking about?" Jason's arms wrapped around you, his chin resting on the top of your head.

His curls were softly tickling your face, making you smile in amusement. "Just how lucky I am, to have you."

"Mm, I should be the one saying that." Jason's hold tightened, his hand gently tracing patterns on your back as he enjoyed the closeness.

A contented sigh escaped your lips as his fingers continued their soothing dance across your back.

You felt cocooned in his embrace, the world outside receding until all that existed was the warmth of his body pressed against yours and the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

"I am incredibly fortunate to have found you," you admitted, your voice barely more than a whisper against the soft locks framing his face.

Jason's hold on you tightened reflexively, as if he could draw you even closer, merge your bodies into one entity. "And I feel the same way," he murmured, his lips brushing the top of your head in a feather-light kiss.

You felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks and smiled dreamily. The faint glow emanating from the fireplace cast flickering shadows across Jason's features, transforming them into a mesmerizing play of light and dark.

You tenderly tilted his chin to place a soft kiss onto his lips as your fingertips traced idle patterns on his chest, relishing the solid warmth of his muscles beneath his shirt.

"Mm, you're very affectionate today." Jason teased as you showered his lips with loving kisses. He enjoyed the feeling, his arm wrapping around your back to pull you into his lap.

"Hi there." You cracked a smile as you settled down in your boyfriends lap, getting seemingly comfortable.

"Hey." Jason smiled, his eyes drinking in your relaxed presence in his lap. "You look comfy."

"Mmm, I am," you agreed, a contented sigh escaping your lips. Jason's hands began to roam, fingertips dancing along your spine before coming to rest on your hips.

"I'm glad," he said, his voice low and husky. "Because right now, I don't want to let you go."

His words sent a thrill through you, a mix of excitement and tenderness swirling in the pit of your stomach.

Jason's thumbs gently circled your hips as he pulled you impossibly closer against him, his body heat seeping into yours through the thin fabric of your clothes. The warmth was welcome after braving the frigid outdoors together.

"I love holding you like this," he murmured, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, where he placed soft kisses.

His breath was hot against your skin, sending delightful shivers down your spine. One hand slid up to rest just below your ribcage while the other continued its slow exploration along your hip bone.

"So small and delicate in my arms," Jason observed, his voice tinged with affection as a smirk crept onto his face. "Like I could break you if I wasn't careful."

A soft chuckle escaped your lips at Jason's teasing remark, even as a flutter of nerves danced in your belly at the thought of being so vulnerable in his strong embrace.

"I like the sound of that," you replied playfully, tilting your head back to meet his gaze.

Jason's smirk deepened, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and something more primal as he leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning over your parted lips.

Jason's hand found its way to yours, intertwining your fingers in a gentle caress.

"I love you," Jason whispered, his voice soft and filled with emotion.

"I love you too," you replied, feeling your heart swell with love for this man who had captured your heart.

And as you sat there, wrapped up in each other's love, you knew that no matter how cold the winter nights may be, as long as you had each other, you would always be warm.