Jackson has always given you princess treatment. You love it and all but lately you’ve been feeling bad for having him do everything.

••10:21PM••

Today, you both went out. When you guys park outside the restaurant you rush out the car and stand in front of his door. He opened it and was going to step out when you grab his ankle and place it back inside the car. Shutting the door, you get a glimpse of his confusion and laughter.

You open the door and hold out your hand so he can grab it, however his arms were crossed with a sliming face.

“Nope”

He says, chuckling, but you couldn’t have that. You pull him out the car. His laughter filling the air.