Jason Todd Weight Novels & Stories

Jacob kept his face clean shaven whereas Jason kept the remnants of a five o’clock shadow and a very finely trimmed mustache. The other major difference was their tattoo and clothing styles. Jacob had his ink displayed on his bulging biceps and more often that not, opted to wear full tank shirts, usually in darker colors. Jason, on the other hand, had his ink on full display on his forearms and wore the preppy, ultra fitted white t-shirts that clung to every muscle like they were scultped just for him.

The more you go out during the day, the more people notice you. Jason has moved in officially with us and has given up his job at the hotel. Right now, I see him as a big brother to Aurora. After fifteen minutes of being in the tub, I finally set my foot out of it and dried myself with the pink towel. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror and I could tell that I'd lost a couple of weight. Especially in my belly. My tummy isn't that big anymore. I slipped into the bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom. I dried my hair quickly and changed into my pajamas and went downstairs to check on Jason.

He is going to get really irritating soon. “You ready?” Jason asked. He looked miserable. Dark circles had formed under his eyes and he looked like he was losing weight. I was starting to get very concerned about him. Ben was looking rough as well, but his arm was around Claudia, who looked like she had been crying. Samuel was annoyingly perky.

She was a size four but her belly made her appear like a size six. As for Jason, he had blonde hair and golden brown eyes. He was the kind of guy that caught every girl’s attention with his good looks and charmingly funny personality. Like every guy, he’s into sports but maybe a bit obsessed. He was three inches taller than me and thinner than what I would call the okay size for a guy. “Lazy to walk home?” Gina asked, shaking her head. She probably thought I was lazy but it was more than that. I looked away from the window and noticed Jason coming up to me.

“You're not gonna take a shot at any?“ Darius asked, gesturing at the workout tools. “Nah, I'll pass.“ In just yoga pants and a sleeveless shirt, I wasn't doing any of the workouts. Wasn't in the mood. A thousand thoughts were running through my mind and they had my spirit low. Watching them was refreshing enough. But I had no urge to get into the action. The approaching light steps attracted our gaze and mine widened at the sight of Jason. He was dressed in tight shorts. With no shirts on, his tattoos were the only thing clothing on the upper side of his body. He had his shoes on and was taking sips from his bottle of water and holding a towel in the other hand. He was yet to look our way.

He glances over at me, before looking back at his phone. "Stop staring at me, Kim." He says. I smile as I continue to look at him. He has this boyish look to him now. "How old are you Jason?" "Twenty-two." He looks over at me before looking back down at his phone again. He's a year older than me, but he looks maybe eighteen or nineteen. I guess it's those good genes that he seems to have. He's really handsome, really tall, with a perfect body that he didn't have to work to get. He gets to eat all the food he wants and not gain a pound and he looks much younger than what he is. I guess he really is this perfect guy that everyone expects him to be.

He gave me fifty dollars for the hour session and gave me a twenty dollar tip on top of that. I looked down and found that my little baby girl had nodded off. She looks so cute. I carefully stand up and gently place her back in the crib. I cover her up and quietly leave the nursery. I walked down the narrow hall to the bedroom and open the door to find Jason sitting up with his back against the head board and he's naked. Oh gosh what a sight. I wanted to take a shower and wash Todd's scent off of me, because his sweat and Old Spice just smells rank, "Let me go take a shower, sweetie and I'll be right back."

She must be upset that Natasha is all over me. Jason walks over to me. Jason is my childhood buddy who hangs with me and Jack often. He hasn’t found his mate yet either. Jason looks dapper in his white t-shirt, maroon jacket, and black pants. His golden blond hair is slicked back neatly and he is wearing rings on almost all his fingers. He is a big fan of piercings, jewelry, and tattoos. Even though his clothes are hiding most of his tattoos, his neck is fully covered with tattoos giving him a sexy look. I wonder why he wears rings on all his fingers. The piercings and jewelry are such an inconvenience when one tries to shift into a wolf. I guess he doesn’t care about spending some more time

At 6'1" with shaggy light brown hair and hazel eyes he always wore a smile. When he first joined our team he was thin, but over the years he had put on about 50 pounds of muscle. He was extremely strong, and was great in close combat. As much as he and Devon bickered, they were actually quite close. Todd's weapon of choice was dual sickles, which he wore in a holster similar to my own strapped to his back. He had been in demolition, and not just light demo but exploding buildings demo, so if we ever needed to make anything go BOOM he was our guy. He also had an amazing singing voice, and frequently after a successful mission would break out in song. His voice was deep and gravelly, and someh

He asked as he lead us deeper into the building. Jason of course took this opportunity to be his smart ass self. “You wouldn’t happen to have anything in size Jurassic Park would you?” The man looked at him confused. “He’s about this tall.” I said standing on my tip toes and extending my arm up as high as I could. “And um this wide.” I tried to recall. Jason finally decided to be helpful. “He’s about 6’ 7” and weighs probably 285 to 300 lbs and he’s solid.”