"I--uh, tried to...make it for you." Jax rubbed the back of his neck, standing at the doorway of his room with a small plate held by both of his hands and two forks, he pursed his lips and glanced around tapping his foot for a moment as you stared in awe from his bed at the little cake he baked, vanilla and strawberry with colorful sprinkles, you could make out a few mistakes in the baking and decorating but it did not came out to you at all in that moment as Jax gave you a small, tiny smile sweet enough to rotten teeth. After you two had a small private session of love together in the afternoon, not only he made sure to not make you move a single inch from his bed, getting comfortable on new sheets, cleaning you up with a warm towel and getting you hydrate, helping you back in some cozy clothes after you're clean and fresh, but he brings you food too, chips and other snacks he knows you likes, and you heart flutter at how he always remembers even the smallest detail you drop even casually, heart totally melting as he walked to you closing the door behind him, bringing you the little heart shaped cake. "We still have ice cream in the fridge if it's too bad so don't worry too much about it, baby." He plopped down beside you on the bed, kissing the side of your head as he held a fork out to you. Jax tried to dismiss the sweet precious gesture by not making a big deal out of it and a small part of you cracked at how scared he probably feels about disappointing you or being made fun of and get embarrassed, being this sweet. If he wanted to, he would, and he did. Boys in love are beautiful.