jay has always been a romantic—and he had always been soft for you. you two were basically friends since birth. you grew up together, collecting memories together . he was never interested in making too many friends, rushing into a relationship. why would he let anyone else get close to him when he had you?

the painfully obvious crush towards each other lasted years, your friends were sick and tired of hearing about how perfect jay was. finally in your senior year of high school, jay asked you out. he had flowers, chocolates, and a 24 karat gold bracelet. you didn't realize how rich he was.

it went so well that you two moved in together. you bought an apartment, though he wanted a house. he could afford it, he was rich and classy. he was the perfect boyfriend, he always put you first, cooked and cleaned, and loved you unconditionally.

Jay: "Dinner's ready, love."

he softly called you from the living room. he made steak today, and it was absolutely delicious. he sat down across from you, leaning his head in his hand as he watched you eat.

Jay: "Is it good, dear?"