omg .. idk if you remember the trend overdressed gf and underdressed bf, but imagine that with schlatt? 🙈 definitely feel like he feeds into his girls fashion needs whenever they go shopping
YESYESYES!!
starting off with overdressed gf n underdressed bf
you take hours getting ready, doing your hair and makeup, picking out your outfit, making sure it looks good, picking out a perfume
schlatt is a sweater and some pants, grabbed a random cologne and a pair of comfy shoes but will compliment you regardless
sometimes he likes to just admire you as you get ready, watching you do your hair or makeup, giving his opinion on an outfit or anything you ask him about
will tell you he’s taking you to the mall so he can watch you get ready and do his 2nd favorite thing and spoil you!!
he loves walking in through where the stores are first so the second your eyes drift off to some cute clothes or lingerie he’s practically handing you his wallet
“schlatt, look at this dress!” you say excitedly holding up a cute dress and showing schlatt as he smiles
“get it sweetheart, i got the money for it” he says grinning as you think for a second before he speaks up “if you don’t got jewelry or shoes to match, i’ll buy ya some”
he feeds into each and every one of your desires
yk those boyfriends who refuse to go into a store with their girlfriends, just stay outside sitting at those chairs with a few bags
schlatt refuses to do that, instead going inside the store with you, helping you pick out outfits, jewelry and shoes then happily paying for it
will only be sitting down during your shopping spree if you decide you want a snack and your feet hurt, even then he’s carrying your bags to the table and getting you your snack while you sit at the table
he loves watching you try different clothes on
“does this look good?” you ask him as you look in the mirror by the dressing rooms “you look good in anything baby” he says taking a picture of you and smiling
loves going into lingerie shops with you, not victoria secret but a more high end brand so he can make sure it’s cute and comfy for you
loves taking you to makeup stores too, if you’re too shy to ask for a certain item because of the name he’ll happily ask for you!
“excuse me, do you have the nars lip balm in deep throat?” he asks one of the women working the counter as you hide shyly behind him
even at the end of the day you’re getting even more spoiled, him buying you dinner on the way home, taking all your bags inside and once you finish your dinner he’s watching you try on all your new clothes
as a little extra: he takes photos of all the items you mention wanting but not buying at the time so he can buy them for you before december and give you a gift every day up until christmas, like your own custom made advent calendar
schlatts always had an expensive taste, it’s no wonder you’re his girlfriend
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Soft & Sweet–Jake Seresin (An Arrangement Series)
An Arrangement Masterlist
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warnings: mentions of cramps, period symptoms, no blood mentions, soft!jake
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Jake would like to think he’s become a sort of expert on you over the course of the months you’ve been living with him. He knows you snooze your alarm at least three times before waking up and if you snooze it four times that means you’ll roll over and snuggle on him. He knows how you take your coffee and that you immediately change into comfy clothes when you’re home from work.
He makes sure to keep popcorn in stock and hot cocoa in the pantry because it’s a comfort thing for you at night before bed. Being an expert on you and also being surrounded by women growing up, he knew exactly when your period was coming around.
The week before it happened you’d be a bit snippy with him and crave a multitude of things. The few days leading into it left you being extra affectionate with him and you’d smother his cheek, jawline, and neck in kisses while his hand would rub at your lower back. The first couple days of your period were spent in pain (even though you tried to hide it from him) and he’d make sure a heating pad was available.
While he was gathering his things from the locker room after a flight simulation, a notification dinged on his phone. It was the period app he downloaded so he would be prepared signaling that today would be Day One. All this week you were being feisty and would sleep in a tank top and your underwear because you got so hot at night.
Jake lifts a light blue bag from the bottom of his locker that has a stuffed brown bear inside that can be heated up in the microwave for cramps and comfort.
“What’s that?” Rooster asks, nodding towards the bag. “Is it Sugar’s birthday?”
“No, I bought this a month ago. It’s a stuffed animal that can be heated in the microwave,” Jake explains.
“Why would you want it to be warm?”
“It’s to help with period cramps, Rooster.”
“Wait, really? I should get one for Serena, she shrinks into a ball every month from the pain…” Rooster purses his lips and pulls out his phone. “Can you send me the info?”
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Jake gets home after you because he picked up extra candy and other favorites of yours. When he carried all the bags into the kitchen he tried listening for the TV or your music playing but all he heard was silence. He leaves the grocery bags on the counter but makes sure to grab the gift bag with the brown bear inside on his way to find you.
First, he looks in your bedroom and bathroom just in case you wanted to be alone for a bit and both are empty. Next stop is his bedroom and you’re standing in the middle of his closet with a hanger and your sweater in your hands, your tank top pulled up a little on your back.
“Hey, Sugar, sorry I’m late. I stopped–Woah, hey, what’s wrong?” he notices your shoulders are shaking, broken sobs coming from your mouth. He drops the bag on the floor spinning you around. His heart ached seeing your eyes puffy and red, cheeks wet and smeared black from your eye makeup as you cried.
As soon as you see him you drop the hanger and sweater so you can fold into his chest, his arms wrap around you tightly. He hushes a kiss into your hair holding you while you cry your day and emotions out. After a few moments your arms fall slack, your sniffling becomes more frequent and Jake knows you’re done crying. At least for now.
“C’mere,” he keeps his arms around you as he leads you to his bed. He sits you down then kneels in front of you, his thumbs wiping away the remaining tears and makeup from your cheeks. “Talk to me, what happened?”
The words tumble out of you about all the things that went wrong today. Reynolds was sick so you told him to stay home and you drove Jake’s spare car to work but then was stuck by a train and you were already running late. Then customers' orders were backed up, some had not so nice words to share with you, you and Serena got into a little bit of a fight. Your stomach hurt all day.
“And then, to top it all off,” you sniff wiping at your nose.
“Hang on,” he pats your knees and gets a tissue from your side of the bed. “Here, blow your nose, baby.”
You do as he says, it hurts your head because of the pressure from crying but you can at least breathe a bit better now. Jake takes the tissue and tosses it into the small wastebasket next to the bed.
“Thank you. To top it all off, when I was changing in the closet, my bracelet broke,” you bite your lip and open your fist to reveal the broken bracelet. It was a gift from Betty and somehow the clasp just snapped in half.
“Let me see,” he plucks the piece of jewelry in his fingers, touching it delicately. “I know a place that will fix this no problem. Were any of the pieces missing?”
“I don’t think so. It’ll really get fixed?”
“I promise, Sugar. I’ll take it first thing tomorrow morning,” he picks up your hand kissing it. “I have a gift for you.”
“A gift?” you sniff a few more times watching him move into the closet. He appears with a blue gift bag and your brows furrow.
“For you,” he presents it on your lap.
You pull the tissue paper out and find a stuffed brown bear staring at you. It’s a little hefty when you take it out of the bag and you get a faint whiff of lavender. It has the sweetest face and is super soft and fluffy.
“I can heat it up in the microwave and it will help with your cramps,” Jake explains. His fingers stroke up and down your thigh.
“Jake, he’s so cute, I love it,” you hug your arms around his neck. “Thank you. Ah!”
There’s a spasm of pain in your lower stomach as a cramp hits you, Jake’s hands grip the sides of your stomach gently.
“Change into comfy clothes, baby and I’ll go heat up the bear.” He kisses the side of your head. “What do you want for dinner?”
“I kinda want pancakes.”
“Coming right up.”
He helps you stand up and you move back into the closet to put on your favorite pair of sweats and one of Jake’s t-shirts. While he’s making noise in the kitchen you wash your face and take a few Midol while your stomach throbs. You press your hands to the lower part of your tummy as you head downstairs into the kitchen. Jake’s back is to you while he works over the stove and you sit on a stool doubling over so your face is on the island counter.
“Why aren’t you laying in bed?” he asks when he turns around, spatula in hand.
“I don’t know. Wanna be by you…missed you,” you mumble.
“I missed you too, Sugar,” he grins plopping a completed pancake on a plate. “I don’t want you to be in pain while I cook dinner. Go on and lay down.”
“Fine. But I’m going to the living room.”
You join the sectionals against the couch so it’s one big square couch and you place the pillows in the comfiest position and blankets. Even though you’ll be kicking them off as soon as you’re warmed up. You’re settled in the center scrolling through streaming services trying to find a movie or show to watch. You weren’t sure what you were in the mood for.
“Do you want your bear while you eat or after?”
“After.”
Jake brings over the plate full of pancakes, maple syrup, and your extra large water bottle.
“Water?” you pout, eyeing it up as you take a fork from him.
“It’s supposed to help your cramps. Did you drink enough water today?” he asks, cutting up the pancakes and you remain silent. “That’s what I thought. Eat up and I’ll warm up your bear.”
“Okay. Thanks for making dinner,” you lean over kissing his cheek. “How was flying for you today?”
He tells you about his day while he scrolls through Disney+ and selects a movie.
“Why’d you pick this movie?” you whine noticing it’s The Fault in Our Stars.
“Because, on day one you always pick this movie so you can cry some more,” he kisses your nose. “And you get extra snuggly with me so that’s a win for me.”
The pancakes are all gone and you help him clean everything up even though he chastises you the whole time. He places the bear in the microwave and the tea kettle whistles loudly.
“Peppermint tea,” he winks, ripping open the tea bag. He grabs your favorite mug then pours the hot water over the bag.
The simplest of actions has tears springing in your eyes and he notices, of course he notices, because he wraps you in his arms.
“It’s okay, I know it hurts. Just a few more minutes and the bear will help, I promise.”
“No, it’s not that,” you shake your head. You frame his cheeks with your hands, enjoying the smooth sensation of his skin and the early prickles of his stubble already coming through. “You’re so good to me Jake, no one has ever noticed the little things like this before. It’s…you’re amazing, you know that?”
You extend up on your toes giving him a kiss. He thinks it’s a simple ‘thank you’ kiss so he pulls away too soon but you chase his lips eagerly. So eagerly that you push him back against the counter, your fingers tugging on his hair. Jake’s hands grip your waist, his tongue soft against yours. When his arms pull you in tighter, you press against his stomach and it pushes a little on your lower stomach. You squeak a little in pain.
“Sorry, sorry,” he rushes just as the microwave beeps. His palm rests lightly on your lower tummy. “Why don’t you go lay down and I’ll bring the tea and bear over, hm?”
He kisses your forehead as you go, feet shuffling on the floor. The tv is paused on the movie and once you’re horizontal on the couch, your cramps lighten up a little bit. You watch Jake mosey about, waiting desperately for him to be by you. When he finally does rejoin you on the couch he sets the cup of tea next to your water.
“Who’s ready for some bear cuddles?” he smiles, holding up the bear.
“He needs a name,” you say, taking the stuffed animal from him.
The smell of lavender is stronger now that it’s warm and you place it across your belly. Jake crawls next to you, spreading his legs so you can scoot in the space between him.
“I’m sure you’ll come up with a name. Ready for the movie?”
You try to pay attention to the movie but Jake’s fingers are tickling your stomach above the bear, the warmth is really helping and the smell of lavender is soothing. Jake’s other hand tickles his fingers up and down your arm, goosebumps rising in their wake and your body starts to relax.
“Feels nice,” you sigh nuzzling into his chest.
“Good,” he murmurs in your hair.
“And thank you for the bear, he’s helping the pain.”
“You’re welcome, Sugar. Does he have a name yet?”
“I think Mr. BB.”
“Mr. BB?”
“Yeah, Mr. Brown Bear, but BB for short.”
“It’s perfect.”
The movie continues and you cry at the same parts you always cry at but Jake holds you through it all, making sure you’re sipping from your water bottle. When it’s over, the pair of you head upstairs for bed and you change into the silk shorts Jake bought. His sheets are cool and he remembers to turn the fan on high.
“Do you get cold with the fan on?” you ask nibbling on your lip.
“No, you keep me toasty warm,” he laughs crawling in next to you. “What time do you work tomorrow?”
“Open until six. Friday’s are our busiest days,” you yawn loudly.
“Will you be alright?”
“Yeah, I’ll power through. First day’s always the worst.”
“Sometimes it lingers in the second, Sugar.”
“I’m a tough cookie,” you giggle, hooking your ankle over his leg.
“I know,” he smacks your butt affectionately under the covers. “I hate that it pains you so much. If you need anything, give me a call. I have the whole day off.”
“Lucky,” you yawn again.
“Go to sleep, baby.”
And because he tells you to and you’re oh so tired, you fall asleep fairly quickly to his fingers tracing designs on your back.
Suddenly your eyes are open staring into darkness and your hand is splayed across your stomach with tight throbbing pain. There’s an all too familiar pressure between your legs and somehow you roll out of bed and into the bathroom. You use the toilet and replace your feminine product you use then take some more Midol to help your pain.
You fall back into bed and curl up, biting on your knuckle as another wave pulses you, you don’t want to wake Jake up. He stirs behind you and his arm wraps over your belly.
“Are you hurting?” he asks softly.
“Yeah, woke me up,” you whisper.
“Where’s it the worst?”
You move his hand to the spot that hurts the most and he applies a little pressure, you press down a little harder and sigh as the pain alleviates. It takes a long time for you to fall asleep again, you tried watching TikToks and Jake turned on an old nostalgic show which finally lulled you asleep.
It felt as if you only closed your eyes for a moment because Jake was kissing your cheek and brushing your hair to wake you up. You groan at him.
“You slept through all of your alarms, sweetheart,” Jake’s voice is soft and raspy in your ear. “It’s time to go to work.”
“I’m tired,” you whine.
“I know.”
A kiss to your cheek.
“I hurt.”
“I know.”
Another kiss to your cheek and you finally open your eyes, the lids feel super heavy. Your body feels heavy too when you sit up. A wave of vertigo washes over you causing you to nearly fall forward on the floor but Jake catches you.
“Woah, you’ve never had it this bad before. If you stay home will the store be okay?” He sits next to you making sure to keep a firm grip on you.
“Umm,” you think over who’s going to be at the store today. Serena, Brynne and Dom will all be there and since it’s Friday your two high school interns will also be there. “Yeah, they should be fine. There will be five people there.”
“Good. Tell them you’re not coming in and go back to sleep,” he moves off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to heat up Mr. BB for you. Do you want tea or anything?”
“No thanks,” you shake your head letting your fingers fly across your phone’s keyboard as you text everyone. “I hope Serena won’t be mad at me for calling in.”
“I’m sure she’ll understand, Sugar. I’ll be right back,” he kisses your forehead then exits the room.
After receiving confirmation and well wishes from everyone, you fall back under the covers waiting for Jake to return. When he does, he rests Mr. BB on your lower belly and you nuzzle into Jake’s chest.
“You don’t work today, right?” you ask him.
“Nope, I’m all yours.”
“Good. Thanks for taking care of me.”
“I’ll always take care of you, y/n,” Jake mumbles into your hair. His fingers tickle designs up and down your back, it’s so soothing and relaxing.
“I love that you do,” you mumble into his shirt.
Jake’s ears perk up at that four letter word but when he looks down to ask you about it, you’re already deeply asleep. He smiles, loving that you’re so comfortable with him and trusting he’ll take care of you.
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