you’ve been calling jacob your ‘babygirl’ when talking about him to your friends for months. the two of you have a new friendship that was formed when he spilt a drink over your work in a cafe and almost burst into tears because he felt so bad. you fully had to sit him down and coo at him that it was okay until he stopped feeling guilty.

your friends and you are all chatting, jacobs upstairs getting one of your sweaters because he got cold. your friends are all convinced the two of you are secretly dating with the way you behave. you’re talking about how ‘babygirl’ jacob is, and how adorable the shy man can be.

he comes downstairs wearing one of your big sweaters, it’s somehow slightly too small and also slightly too baggy on him. precious. he hears you talking about him and gets all flustered and shy.

“me? i’m a- i’m a babygirl?” he stutters out quietly, he’s stood in the doorway. he looks like a baby deer, all shy and alone.