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From all the years you have dated and, now, been married to Jamie, you've learned that he is a pain in the ass to convince to do anything. As soon as he gets an idea in his head, there is no way that you're able to change that.
It's just how it is.
For example, you have been wanting to watch this romantic movie for the longest time ever. Due to your difficult work hours, you didn't see it in the cinema with your friends. So, you're left with watching at home. Yet you also don't like seeing movies on your own. You like company. And who is a better company other than Jamie?
Jamie did see the trailer with you and he just said a quick 'nop, we are not going to watch that'. His reasoning was only that the movie seemed way more romantic than you had described to him, days prior, and there is no way you're making him watch it.
Bad thing for him, he's in love with you and has a massive soft spot for you. Well, he did marry you for a reason. So, he can't really refuse to do something you want to do that bad for too long.
So, even though he did joke around while repeatedly refusing your plans to just sit on a couch and watch the god damn movie, it broke his heart when he saw you stopping to laugh at his refusals and even smiling. He seriously got worried.
After a rough week of games and you taking a few days off, the day has finally come. The day when he watches the romantic movie you so want to watch with him.
If he had to be honest, seeing you look up at him with such a big smile when he came back home from practice, made the experience sound way better.
He seriously started to think that maybe, just maybe, it won't be that bad. You might actually be right about the whole thing and he will watch the best romantic movie in the world.
You jumped around the kitchen while grabbing some snacks, giving Jamie a few random smiles or hugs, which he automatically welcomed and returned. In other words: happiness just radiated off you at any step you took.
And now, it's finally time to go to the living room and watch the movie.
"What kind of romance are we talking about again?" Jamie asks, standing right in front of you as you sit down.
You grab onto his hand and pull him to sit with you, which he does - even though you surely weren't able to make him move an inch with that weak of a pull.
"What do you mean, what kind?" You ask a little confused.
"Like, the lovey-dovey one, the one with a lot of arguments..." He then looks at you with lifted eyebrows, "Are there sex scenes?"
You laugh at him and quickly turn your attention back to the screen.
"We'll have to wait and see."
(...)
Jamie should've guessed what was waiting for him when he saw the PG13 rating in the first seconds of the movie. This is the slowest, most slow-burning, uninteresting romance movie he has ever seen.
He doesn't mean to disrespect whoever made it, but he kind of does. Because, what the hell is this?
You felt him take looks at you at least 30 times during the movie, yet you paid him no mind since he hasn't said or done anything bad, like, pulled out his phone - something your friends comment about when complaining about their partners.
Jamie was pleading you, internally, to look at him the whole time, just to make sure you are actually enjoying any of this. (And if you are, he's judging you with his whole heart.)
He swears that his braveness walked out on him as soon as you said that you two had only watched 55 minutes of the 2 hour and something movie. All because he feels like he has fought a war with his eyelids throughout the last half an hour.
He loves you too much to look away from the screen for too long, so he decided to just try and keep on going, while mentally praying to God that it will get better.
Spoiler alert: It didn't.
You have moved around on the couch throughout the last few minutes to lay more comfortably. You've had your head resting on Jamie's lap, on his shoulder and now you're laying on your back right beside him.
He has noticed that you're only wearing pajama shorts and one of his hoodies, which, by the way, looks big on him, so you're practically swimming in it.
Due to him feeling less and less awake, he decides to lay over you, with his head on your chest. You don't really react to his sudden moving, since you're very focused, but your hands did move to play with his hair.
Jamie lays comfortably and by how comfortable he feels, he swears that he will fall asleep in a matter of seconds.
He fights his heavy eyelids as soon as the main couple starts arguing - the first interesting moment of the movie - yet it doesn't take them long to kiss and makeup.
He lets out a frustrated groan at the sight and you end up laughing.
"Are you liking the movie, bub?" You ask playfully while looking down at him.
"Loving it."
You laugh under him again and he moves over your chest a bit. With his movements and adjustments, he's able to feel something under his head. You're not wearing a bra - nothing out of the ordinary, you're home.
And that only means one thing in Jamie's mind.
Out of god damn nowhere, while you're carelessly watching the movie, Jamie lifts himself off of you, as well as the ends of your hoodie, and re-lays over your chest, yet this time, under the shirt.
Has he done this before? Yes. Is it still very unexpected on your part? YES!
"Jamie, what the fuck?" You ask him in a surprisingly very monotone voice.
He doesn't answer at first, since he is still adjusting how he should lay his head right in between your boobs.
You poke his head and he finally stops moving around, having his arms lay right by your sides.
"I'm sorry, but the movie is soooo boring..." He admits in a whine, making you smile and tell yourself a little 'i knew it', "and you're very warm." He adds.
You shake your head a bit at him and lay your hand over the back of his head. He, at least, watched more than half of the movie, now, so you can't say that he didn't try. Either way, you're fine with him just being beside you - or, in this case, on top of you. He's still keeping you company.
"Can you even breathe under this?" You ask, actually curious.
"If I can't..." He pauses for a second, "I'll die a happy man."
Good God.
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