Adam doesn't like other people.

Okay, that's not true. He's not like Alex who genuinely despises nearly everyone he meets outside of them. Adam is just shy, and incredibly slow to trust. It takes time and effort to get him to come out of his shell enough to interact freely outside of the walls of safety he's built around himself. The hardened, suspicious and sarcastic outside protects a heart made of pure gold.

He's amiable and friendly as can be with fans, but outside of work he sticks close to his people and never longs for anything else. He has every type of friend and partner one can probably have, with a couple on the outside, and all of them are mind bogglingly different.

He's at his capacity, both friendship-wise and romantic-wise.

The gang had decided to go out for crepes at the new shop to show Jacob what boba
milk tea was like. He'd been positively shocked and horrified when they'd explained it to him and called it a "blasphemous horror". Rebecca and River had done their part to encourage him thankfully, so now here the polycule was.

Adam grinned at Jacob and snatched the drink away from him, wiggling his fingers behind him for a straw Steven provided. "Now, Jacob. This isn't like your posh European tea blends, mkay?" He explained in a soothing, but vastly condescending tone.

Jacob glowered at him but was fighting off a smile very poorly. "Don't you dare try to fluster me in–,"

Adam shushed him and held up a finger, causing everyone to giggle. Some had their phones out after asking permission, and so far Adam seemed content to make him suffer as long as possible. "Let Daddy do it. You can be patient, right?" He used the same tone of voice he used with Anna and smiled internally when she brightened just at the sound.

Jacob was very red, but he licked his lips and nodded in challenge. "Fine. We can do this." He cleared his throat and put on a sweet smile. "Daddy, may I please have my drink?" He even added a mildly obnoxious flirtatious wink.

Everyone ooo'ed loudly and laughed in amused disbelief, gaining attention to the situation accidentally while Jacob dusted himself off as if he'd won.

Connie caught the drink when Adam accidentally loosened his grip on the cup in surprise. "You good, Big Poppa?"

Adam scowled and snatched it back, holding back the blush that wanted to come with everything he had. He would stay pale, he would not give Jacob that reaction, and he would get him back.

A guy walked past the group and grinned at their communal joy, but when they saw Adam it dropped. He was prepared for every trans joke or pick-apart in the book but he said, "You should smile more."

Adam spoke before he thought. "You should get your affairs in order. You never know when you've chosen the right one until it's too late."

They shuffled off and Jacob slumped against the table dramatically. "Strong men who don't take shit from anyone~! I can't believe those sick fucks put me in heaven!"

He couldn't help it, that alone made Adam so happy that he turned red from his face all the way down to his shoulders and handed him the stupid drink while some cameras turned to him just to get the sheer gayness of it.

Steven cooed at him like he was a baby. "Awww, look at Adam. I think this is a top three ship, not gonna lie."

"I know," Jasmin exclaimed. "Adam, is something on your mind about my husband?"

Hazel mumbled something teasingly in Adam's ear and he let out a low breath. "We can make a scene if we want to, Hazel." Adam snapped his fingers and Jacob froze just as he was about to take a sip on subconscious instinct. "Jack, baby," Adam crooned, rubbing one hand on Jacob's cheek and up into his hair while he grabbed the cup back. It pleased him like nothing else when the British Delight melted into his touch for a split second with a rare flash of puppy dog eyes. "Let me hold the drink while you sip. You'll probably spill it."

Jacob lips wobbled with a grin. "If this is a game of chicken, I'm not going to lose. I know you think I look sexy in my green plaid, so lay it on me–,"

"Don't," Adam pleaded hoarsely.

"Daddy~," He drawled, leaning for a sip while making eye contact. "You guys have been blue-balling me in favor of watching me be gay and I just want some tea, dammit."

So Adam climbed up onto the stool next to him and Jacob sipped at it a little. He tipped his head back and forth a bit, moving it around in his mouth. "Interesting..." He took another sip, longer this time and hummed lowly, smacking his lips right next to Adam's ear. "Okay..."

The third time, Adam growled, "Just tell us what you think, asshole! You're driving me nuts moaning in my fucking ear!"

Some girl, young and blonde and a little like Anna caught his eye from across the shop and her eyes widened. Jacob caught on and suddenly felt a little, no, extremely possessive. "Girls are all over you, man. You're feeding me my drink and yet I swear we all have to walk around strapped so your little ass doesn't get snatched or–,"

Adam just pulled him into a kiss because he was completely ready to add to the mini video series about relationships, and not spend more time boosting his ego when all he needed surrounded him. "Hey, we're Mains now. Just shut up and tell us if you like the god damned tea."

Jacob grinned broadly. "Well, which is it then?" He exclaimed in his most British cantor. "Oy, you just wants me to do everything all at once, inn'at right?"

Adam glared at him, he was beginning to grow weary of falling in love with him every time he opened his fucking mouth. "A review. Then the other thing."

"It's not tea, but I like it well enough." He pecked his cheek and just walked out without the rest of them.

Adam buried his face in his hands. "Do not tease me about–,"

They teased him anyways and they were allowed to, because he was a pack animal and they were his pack.