Wrapping her arms around him, she began to kiss his neck, up his jaw, all the while whispering into his ears. "Please Jason breathe, please breathe."
Eventually his heaving began to calm down, and she finally relaxed once he held her waist, and pulled her closer to himself. Tucking his face in the crook of her neck, he comforted himself with her scent. Her damp skin and wet hair, smelling so fresh and comforting.
"Jessie..." he whispered aganist her skin.
"What the hell Jason. Why do you keep having episodes like this? I can't... I can't see you like this, you should see a therapist." She said, her brows furrowed in worry, as she cupped his face.
"I don't need-"
"Please don't argue with me on this!" She scolded him. "I can't bare see you like this, you have to get rid of that stupid notion that you killed your mother." She stated firmly.
Jason tilted his head, "how do you know that's why I was hyperventilating?"
