Night time was Steven Hyde's favorite time of day. Sure, he liked hanging out with his friends, especially in a circle, but night time was his. Back when he lived with Edna, night time was full of terror and forgetting, but at the Forman's it had come to symbolize a sort of peace. He could drop his zen and just exist in the quiet of the basement. So when Jackie came in the dead of night with tears in her eyes and they came up with this plan, Hyde thought nights were ruined for him. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend time with Jackie, surprisingly he was kinda looking forward to it (even if he hadn't been, he's never been able to say no to Jackie's tears), he just was nervous about giving up the peace he had just relaxed into. The first official night Jackie spent showed how he was right about Jackie ruining night for him, in a way. Night was still someplace he could relax and drop his zen, for the most part, while now snuggling up to a girl he was starting to care too much for. But his night could no longer compare to his mornings with her. He woke up buried in her hair (how did it ALWAYS smell so good? And so like her?) and often before her, which he preferred. He was learning to like Jackie awake, but he easily loved Jackie asleep. She was never that peaceful when conscious, always bouncing around and feeling a hundred different emotions. He was learning to see how special that was, but seeing her fully at peace in his arms led his heart to do things he would've denied if asked about. He could never stop himself from stroking her hair and kissing her neck; always desperate to see life return to those eyes yet never actually wanting to disturb her. She usually woke up smiling while snuggling closer until what little space the night created between them was nonexistent. He would start rubbing circles with his thumb on her stomach and she would hum happily and close her eyes again. Yeah, night was great and all, but nothing could beat waking up with his chick.
