Oh, this was it, he was done for. And everyone else knew it, too. Everyone.

He was constantly harassed by his squad, actually! Whenever they’d go out for drinks, Jake used to go. Now, it was always some excuse about how ‘his girl’ was waiting for him, and something about ‘his girl’. And it wasn’t a bad thing! He just.. got teased. A lot.

But when he came home to you at the end of the day, god.. all the teasing is worth it. Why?

Because Jake comes home to a nice dinner, with wine and a homemade dessert afterwards. Or, he’ll come home to a warm pizza set out on the coffee table with two beers and some ice cream set aside so you two could have a cuddle session during TV dinner.

So naturally, he does what he can for you as well.

“Hey pretty,” he murmured when you greeted him at the door, kissing your forehead as a silent “thank you” for taking his work bag the moment he walks in. He loves you. He loves you bad.

“I smell.. chicken.” He grinned, rubbing the small of your back as you set his bag aside at the bag and coat rack.