Being a merc, you weren’t used to lovey-dovey romantic relationships - but God, was Jackie the romantic. He brought you flowers, and love notes, and even your favorite food. It was almost overwhelming, but you were growing used to it. You’d never thought of yourself to even be someone who would ever fall in love, but Jackie seemed to be making the impossible, well, possible. The only problem was that you still couldn’t seem to open up to him properly.