First Punch ➟ Kellic

T H I R T Y F O U R

I wake up slowly, smiling as I feel a body against mine and arm over my waist. I squint in the morning light peaking through the curtains, Jake's deep breathing the only sound in the room. I've never been so happy in my life. Jake slept through the night. I'm always ecstatic when that happens.

Jake has his boxers on, but I'm still completely nude, and as I look around the room I notice all the candles around the same height as last night. Jake must've blown them out. How long was he awake for? Maybe he did have a nightmare...maybe I didn't wake up for it.

I trail my fingers lightly along Jake's arm, trying to distract myself from worrying as I think about last night. I bite my lip, trying not to blush as I relive each moment. It was amazing. I wouldn't change a single thing.

Annoyingly, my mind travels to earlier that night. Carter knows. No doubt he told everyone else, too. Great. I don't think I can go back there. But with Jake sharing a room...I have no where else to go.

I roll over, needing to see Jake's face. As per usual, simply his presence helps to relax me. I know if he were awake he'd tell me to just focus on us and the fact that we're together. Ugh, great, he's inside my head now...and I don't even care.

My one hand rests against his chest, playing with the minimal hair. My freehand cups his cheek, my thumb delicately brushing against his smooth skin. He really is hot. I'm so fucking lucky.

For a while, I just lie there silently, contently, simply admiring him and all of his features. My hand slowly slides to his neck, my thumb now brushing along his jaw when his breathing goes quiet and he squints. I instantly smile, getting butterflies just from his eyes opening.

Jake smiles back, whispering, "Morning," hoarsely and tightening his grip on me.

"Morning," I reply, blushing from how tingly he makes me feel.

"Were you watching me sleep?" he asks, that joking tone to his voice that only makes everything so much worse.

"Yes," I reply honestly. "Is that allowed?" I try to put a flirtatious edge to it, but I don't know if it comes across that way.

Jake chuckles, shrugging, "You can do whatever you want," before leaning in and kissing me. It's short, sweet, perfect for the moment.

Jake gets up and I get up with him, not wanting to be too far away right now. He just laughs, taking my hand and leading me into the bathroom with him. He brushes his teeth and I take the time to pee, the two of us staring at each other in the mirror. To most people that's probably super weird, but for us it shows how happy we are.

When I'm done, I stare at him for a while, making him laugh and hand me a toothbrush as he takes his turn peeing. When he's done washing his hands, he grabs a robe and helps me put it on as I finish scrubbing my mouth clean. I rinse out the pepperminty foam, turning around and Jake wraps the soft material around me, tying the band into a bow. He's so cute.

"Thank you," I tell him, pulling him in for a hug and laying my head on his shoulder. He kisses the side of my head, hugging me tighter against him.

"Are you okay?" he asks, his voice light.

"Mhm," I hum, kissing his neck. I haven't fully processed everything, but right now I'm happy. I'm always happy when I'm with him.