MON CHERI | 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐀 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

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Y/N sat at his computer desk, eyes glued to the monitor as his fingers danced across the keyboard. He was engrossed in a thrilling online game, but his mind kept drifting to Jenna, who was napping peacefully on the couch behind him. She had had a long day of filming and needed her rest, so Y/N was determined to be as quiet as possible.

He adjusted his headphones, ensuring the volume was low enough that no sound would escape and disturb Jenna. The game required intense focus, but every click of his mouse and keystroke felt amplified in the otherwise silent room. He winced each time he clicked, casting frequent glances over his shoulder to check on Jenna.

Jenna shifted slightly in her sleep, letting out a soft sigh. Y/N held his breath, waiting to see if she would wake up. When she didn't, he released a sigh of relief and resumed his game, this time making an extra effort to minimize noise. He switched to using quieter commands and avoided any rapid movements that might produce loud clicks.

Minutes turned into an hour as Y/N continued to play. He had reached a particularly intense part of the game, and his heart raced as he maneuvered his character through various obstacles. The stakes were high, and he was on the verge of achieving a significant victory when disaster struck.

"No, no, no," he whispered urgently, his character getting ambushed. His frustration mounted as he tried to fend off the attackers. "You mother—" he started, his voice rising before he caught himself. He glanced back at Jenna, who shifted but didn't wake up.

Y/N bit his lip, forcing himself to calm down. He took a deep breath and tried to concentrate, but the onslaught in the game continued. His character was close to defeat, and he felt his frustration boiling over again.

"Come on, come on," he muttered under his breath, his fingers flying over the keys. Just as he was about to regain control, another ambush hit, and he couldn't hold back. "FUCKING BULLSHIT."

Jenna stirred, her eyes fluttering open. Y/N froze, his face a mix of guilt and frustration. Jenna rubbed her eyes, sitting up and looking at him with a sleepy smile.

"Hey, you're awake," he said softly, feeling a bit sheepish.

Jenna stretched and yawned. "Yeah, I guess I am. Was your game that exciting?"

Y/N chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Exciting isn't the word I'd use. Frustrating is more like it."

Jenna moved to sit next to him, peering at the screen. "Let me guess, you were about to win and something went wrong?"

"Something like that," Y/N admitted, shaking his head. "I tried to be quiet, but it's harder than it looks."

Jenna smiled, her eyes still heavy with sleep. "It's okay, baby. I needed to wake up anyway. Want to take a break and join me on the couch?"

Y/N didn't need to be asked twice. He shut down his computer and joined Jenna on the couch. He wrapped an arm around her as they settled in, feeling the warmth of her body against his. As they sat together, Y/N pulled the blanket over both of them, snuggling closer to Jenna to keep warm.

The evening continued with the two of them nestled together on the couch, the TV softly playing in the background. Y/N felt a sense of peace wash over him as Jenna leaned her head against his shoulder, her breathing steady and calm. Despite the earlier frustrations with his game, being close to Jenna made everything better.

Y/N glanced down at Jenna, her features soft and relaxed. He couldn't help but smile, feeling incredibly lucky to have her in his life. He kissed the top of her head, earning a contented sigh from her.

As the night grew colder, Y/N pulled the blanket tighter around them. Jenna snuggled closer, her body molding perfectly against his. They watched TV for a while, but eventually, the warmth and comfort of the moment lulled Jenna back to sleep.

Y/N carefully shifted to make her more comfortable, his movements gentle so as not to wake her. He looked down at her peaceful face, his heart swelling with love. He brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead and kissed her again.

Jenna stirred slightly but didn't wake. Y/N smiled, content to just hold her. The game and its frustrations were long forgotten, replaced by the simple joy of being close to the woman he loved.

The night wore on, Y/N found himself getting sleepy too. He shifted slightly, trying to find a comfortable position without disturbing Jenna. She shifted with him, her arms tightening around his waist.

Morning came all too quickly, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains. Jenna stirred again, this time more awake. She stretched, yawning as she opened her eyes.

"Morning," Y/N said softly, his voice filled with warmth.

Jenna smiled sleepily. "Morning."

Y/N tightened his arms around her, preventing her from getting up. "Stay a little longer," he murmured, kissing her forehead.

Jenna frowned slightly. "You missed."

Y/N looked at her, confused. "...Missed?"

Jenna leaned forward, closing the small gap between them, and kissed Y/N on the lips. The kiss was soft and lingering, a silent promise of their bond.

Y/N smiled against her lips, his heart swelling with love. "Much better."

Jenna chuckled, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I thought so."

They lay there for a while, enjoying the quiet morning together. Y/N's thoughts drifted back to the previous night, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for the simple moments they shared. Despite the chaos of their busy lives, it was these quiet times that meant the most.

As they snuggled together, Y/N felt a sense of contentment he hadn't felt in a long time. He knew that no matter as long as they had each other, everything would be okay.

Jenna seemed to sense his thoughts, because she snuggled closer and looked up at him with a soft smile. "I love you, Y/N."

Y/N's heart swelled with emotion. "I love you too, Jenna. More than anything."

They kissed again, sealing their promise to each other. As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms.