Don't you like Halloween?
The Morning After (Matt POV, Jack POV)
Matt POV
It was the morning after Halloween. I woke up with a warm body next to me, opened my eyes and saw that it was Jack. He looked adorable when he was asleep, and his tiny little snores made it even cuter.
I stroked his hair and watched him stir in his sleep. He looked perfectly innocent. I had never had the guts to admit my love to him, but here I was, he was next to me, and… yup, we were both naked.
I decided to get up, get myself look decent, and make some coffee and toast. I groaned at the state of my house, but ignored it for now. I wanted things to be perfect for Jack when he woke up.
I made the coffee, the toast and went back upstairs, trying not to spill coffee everywhere. But it wouldn’t have mattered anyways anymore, the house was already messed up.
I set down the coffee on the bedside table and crawled under the covers. It was incredibly hot in there, and feeling Jack’s forehead, I was pretty sure he had a fever. I sighed, got up again, and returned with a glass of water and some anti-inflammatory meds.
Gently stroking Jack’s face, I woke him up. He winced, but I handed him the water and the pills. He downed them and slumped back.
I let him snuggle into my chest, and we fell back asleep. Jack slept badly, kicking and punching me several times. But he made up for that by saying my name and “I love you” in his sleep.
When he woke up, I was already out of bed and had gone out. I had left a note though.
“Dear Jacky, I went out to get some things. Eat some cookies from the nightstand and maybe sleep some more. I’ll be back in 30 minutes. – Matt”
Jack POV
I smiled at Matt’s note and grabbed a delicious chocolate-chip cookie. I slowly ate it, still feeling a bit hung-over. I waited for Matt to come and read a book he had left next to his bed.
When he arrived, I was tempted to jump up and hug him, but I was too weak for that. So I had to wait until he came to me and bent down to hug me. He scooped me up and carried me to the living-room. The state it was in was shocking, but he set me down on the sofa, wrapped me in some blankets and put on a film. It was a film about nature, I loved those.
“Matty! Thank you so much you are very, very considerate!” I said, indulging in the smirk that resulted from it.
“I’m glad you like it. But that’s not all, I made you some hot choclety milk!”
He handed me a mug with what looked like heaven inside. I smiled, and took a sip. It was creamy, rich chocolate, and I knew, this must be the nectar of the gods. I snuggled closer to Matt and we watched the film.
I was getting tired after the film, but I didn’t bother to go to bed but instead just fell asleep on the sofa. Matt did the same.
I was woken up by somebody rubbing my back. I turned around, and, it was no one other than Matty. There was a smell in the air, a smell I knew from my childhood. I sniffled a bit, and soon realized it was soup. Chicken soup to be exact.
“Matty! Did you cook something for me?” I asked, grinning widely.
“Well yes, I did. I heard chicken soup is good if you are ill.” He replied, smiling shyly. I was taken aback by so much cuteness.
“Then bring it on! I’m hungry!”
I slurped happily and kissed Matt from time to time. He was very content with himself. He did the dishes instantly without complaining and carried me to bed, lying down next to me. I felt sleep tug at me, and I obliged.
It was the morning after Halloween. I woke up with a warm body next to me, opened my eyes and saw that it was Jack. He looked adorable when he was asleep, and his tiny little snores made it even cuter.
I stroked his hair and watched him stir in his sleep. He looked perfectly innocent. I had never had the guts to admit my love to him, but here I was, he was next to me, and… yup, we were both naked.
I decided to get up, get myself look decent, and make some coffee and toast. I groaned at the state of my house, but ignored it for now. I wanted things to be perfect for Jack when he woke up.
I made the coffee, the toast and went back upstairs, trying not to spill coffee everywhere. But it wouldn’t have mattered anyways anymore, the house was already messed up.
I set down the coffee on the bedside table and crawled under the covers. It was incredibly hot in there, and feeling Jack’s forehead, I was pretty sure he had a fever. I sighed, got up again, and returned with a glass of water and some anti-inflammatory meds.
Gently stroking Jack’s face, I woke him up. He winced, but I handed him the water and the pills. He downed them and slumped back.
I let him snuggle into my chest, and we fell back asleep. Jack slept badly, kicking and punching me several times. But he made up for that by saying my name and “I love you” in his sleep.
When he woke up, I was already out of bed and had gone out. I had left a note though.
“Dear Jacky, I went out to get some things. Eat some cookies from the nightstand and maybe sleep some more. I’ll be back in 30 minutes. – Matt”
Jack POV
I smiled at Matt’s note and grabbed a delicious chocolate-chip cookie. I slowly ate it, still feeling a bit hung-over. I waited for Matt to come and read a book he had left next to his bed.
When he arrived, I was tempted to jump up and hug him, but I was too weak for that. So I had to wait until he came to me and bent down to hug me. He scooped me up and carried me to the living-room. The state it was in was shocking, but he set me down on the sofa, wrapped me in some blankets and put on a film. It was a film about nature, I loved those.
“Matty! Thank you so much you are very, very considerate!” I said, indulging in the smirk that resulted from it.
“I’m glad you like it. But that’s not all, I made you some hot choclety milk!”
He handed me a mug with what looked like heaven inside. I smiled, and took a sip. It was creamy, rich chocolate, and I knew, this must be the nectar of the gods. I snuggled closer to Matt and we watched the film.
I was getting tired after the film, but I didn’t bother to go to bed but instead just fell asleep on the sofa. Matt did the same.
I was woken up by somebody rubbing my back. I turned around, and, it was no one other than Matty. There was a smell in the air, a smell I knew from my childhood. I sniffled a bit, and soon realized it was soup. Chicken soup to be exact.
“Matty! Did you cook something for me?” I asked, grinning widely.
“Well yes, I did. I heard chicken soup is good if you are ill.” He replied, smiling shyly. I was taken aback by so much cuteness.
“Then bring it on! I’m hungry!”
I slurped happily and kissed Matt from time to time. He was very content with himself. He did the dishes instantly without complaining and carried me to bed, lying down next to me. I felt sleep tug at me, and I obliged.
Notes
I decided to make this into something more than just a oneshot (yaay)! :3Oh god I just couldn't resist the hot choclety milk thing I am sorry...
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-Laura
hehe :P
12/2/13