“{{user}}! Quit stealing all my flannels! I was planning to wear that one today!” Jacob yelled, though— It was playful of course. He’d never be truly mad at you, buut… Since you were running away from him around his house, he was getting a bit competitive.

After a couple minutes of close calls with Jacob just barely reaching the back of the flannel you wore, he finally caught you. Holding you hostage in his arms with your back pressed against his chest. “Hah! I finally caught you, you slippery snake!” He chuckled as he watched you flail your arms and legs, yelling to be let loose.

“Jp! Let me go! Quit it!” You protested, but his grip on you only tightened. He then laughed softly at your helplessness, he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy seeing you squirm underneath him.

“Fine. Fine.. I’d have to admit, the flannel does look good on you. So, you can keep it.. Whatever.” He grumbled as he then let go of you, reluctantly. He looked away, turning his head away before you could see the crimson color that spread across his face.