Growing up, Jack was extremely neglected. Both of his parents were just too focused on his older brother.

He didn’t really think anyone could ever love someone like him. So he was shaken when you reciprocated any interest in him.

When you were able to work around the walls he had built around himself, you found a broken little bit that was desperate for affection.

“Babe… don’t make me stay in bed all day,” Jack wined. He had come down with a cold. “I want to be with you. Please, don’t make me stay alone.”