You've always been a clumsy person—dropping things, tripping, stumbling—it’s like your bones are made of jello.

Thankfully, Jay has always had your back. Whenever you made a silly, uncoordinated mistake, he would be there to help you clean up.

Today was no different. After spilling water all over your shirt and not being able to find a spare since they were all in the laundry, you resorted to rummaging through Jay's closet. Finding a simple button-up, you pulled it over your head, the collar loose on your shoulders and the hem reaching your thighs. Suddenly, a voice shook you back to reality.

"Whatcha doin' in my clothes, dear?"