a bunch of pll imagines and preferences...

46- the funfair- Jason imagine

Request: for deadline_

A  Jason imagine where he takes y/n on their first date to a funfair and tries to win her a stuffed animal.

A/N: I haven't really been to a lot of funfairs so I hope this is ok xxx

"So what do you say?" Jason asked, his hand reaching out, holding the ticket he was offering you. Every two years the funfair would come to rosewood and ever since you were a child you had gone with the Dilaurentis family.This year was no different, only you were going alone with Jason, since he finally asked you out.

You took the ticket, then followed him to his car. You spoke about all the things you were going to do when you were there, as you were driving along, looking forward to the date.

The site was packed and it was clear that it was the biggest festival so far, with practically all of rosewood attending. That was why you needed a ticket to enter, that and so that it would return in two years' time. It was nearing the end of summer, so the sun set reasonably early, yet the temperature was still moderately warm. But the leaves on the trees surrounding the site had just about started to turn. It was beautiful, the fading sun making the multi-coloured lights more eye-catching and creating a path for you to wander down. Various stalls lined up on either side, each offering something different. You could hear laughter everywhere and couldn't believe how lucky you were to be attending this year with Jason.

"What are you thinking about?" Jason asked, his hand finding yours. You smiled up at him, then nodded to the people around you.

"Everyone's so happy. I love this fair, it always reminds me of us, laughing and having fun together." You sighed.

"It does, doesn't it?" He agreed, his response cut short when you pulled him over to a stall. It was covered in orange and white stripes, catching your attention. You watched as the people in front of you tried to win a prize. The girl picked up a hoop, tossing it towards a pole. She missed again and again, making you feel sorry for her. As she walked away you heard her huff something about it being impossible, but you were convinced it wasn't. So you wandered up to the man who owned the stall, handing him a few coins and took the three hoops. The first was too far, but you didn't give up hope, you desperately wanted to win the prize. The second was too short, making you doubt if you could do it. But one was too far, one was too close, surely the third had to be right. Sadly you were wrong, the hoop landing only a few centimetres in front. You groaned, annoyed and slightly upset that you didn't win anything.

"Hey. It's ok. Hardly anyone wins at these." Jason joked. He stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, kissing you on the cheek to comfort you.

"I know. I just really wanted a prize." He looked at the disappointment on your face then pulled away. Moving in front of you, he gave the man a few coins of his own.

"Well. If you want a prize I will get you one." He said, picking up the hoops.

"I thought you said hardly anyone wins. What makes you think you can do it?" you questioned, your hands placed on your hips as you observed the smirk on his face.

"I always used to beat you at these games, remember? You used to get so annoyed." Both of you chuckled at the memory. He won all the prizes and you never won any. In the end he would have to give you one to stop you from being in a bad mood.

"Well. I promise if you beat me, and win this game. I won't get annoyed." You stated, watching as he tossed the first hoop, missing. You thought this was going to go the same way it went for you, only the second hoop landed perfectly. He didn't need to throw it again, and by the look on the stall owners face, Jason was right about anyone hardly ever winning.

"Ok pick a prize." The man said, pointing up the roof of the stall. You looked up, scanning the objects you could win. You didn't know what you wanted until you saw it.

"That's the one I want." You spoke, reaching out and pointing to the toy. The man nodded, getting his ladder out and climbing up, detaching it from the roof.

"Thank you Jason." You said, hugging him tightly, as he lifted you off the ground and swirled you round.

"Anytime princess." He replied, taking the stuffed toy off the man and handing it to you, before moving out of the way so the next people could try and win.

"What made you choose that one?" He asked, one arm around your waist. You mirrored him putting your arm around him as well, as your other hand grasped onto the stuffed toy.

"You always gave me the elephant." You laughed and it was true. Every time he had to hand one of his prizes over, he gave you the elephant.

"That's because your eyes always lit up when you saw it." He grinned. You ran your fingers through the elephant's fur, a nostalgic feeling washing over you.

"Omg!" you exclaimed, wandering in front of Jason and taking his hand.

"What?" he could see more excitement in your eyes, seeming almost childlike. But to him it was adorable and even though he didn't show it as much, his emotions matched yours.

"You win everything! We have to go to more stalls!" you dragged him away in a hurry, still clinging onto the toy. He chuckled to himself, falling more and more in love with you as the night went on.