Chapter Seven: Morning

AN: Major, major Gwen/Jack fluff (I call it Harcooper)

Jack's eyes slowly opened with the bright sunlight. "You could be a bit gentler," he told the sun, and he swore he felt it grow brighter to mock him. "I mean, I have a source of brightness outside of you." He turned his head to see Gwen, sleeping peacefully with her back to him, and indeed, he swore he could see her glowing. She was just so beautiful. He couldn't help but kiss the back of her head, breathing in the sweetness of her hair.

Gwen felt herself leaving her dreamless sleep as something touched her head. Jack, probably, giving her a bit of affection. She turned her head a bit to see his grinning face. Groaning, she flopped back on her pillow and fell asleep again.

Jack chuckled quietly. This was basically every morning. Time to start phase two. He carefully pulled the comforter away and walked his fingers over her arm, playing with the tendrils of dark hair when he reached her ears. "Gwen," he whispered. "Gwen, wake up."

Gwen half wanted to slap Jack right now. She hated when he did this, but she also loved his affection towards her. She took her pillow and buried into it, pulling the covers over her head.

Jack grinned broadly. "Oh, nice try," he giggled softly. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close. "Gotcha," he whispered playfully.

Finally, Gwen gave in. "Oh, alright, fine, I'm up," she muttered. She rolled over to curl into Jack's arms. "Better?" she asked, looking into his bright eyes.

Her gorgeous green eyes cause Jack's eternally beating heart to race. "Oh, so much better," he smiled, kissing her forehead to punctuate his words. "Everything's made better with those eyes open." He cuddled her closer.

Gwen nuzzled into his embrace and realized she was rather glad he had woken her. She loved being conscious of those little sweet moments between them, those tender kisses and warm hugs that made her feel so special, so loved and protected. She had never had this before, this undying love from one person whom she loved right back, this loyalty and devotion to her that she was more than happy to return. She was pretty sure Jack would give his life for her, if that was possible.

"I love you," she whispered into his chest.

"I love you too." Jack rubbed her back in little circles, stroking her hair with his other hand. He did this to soothe her when she was upset, but when she wasn't it was even better, an expression of love that served no purpose but to show affection for her. "I love you so much," he whispered. "I always will, Gwen. Always. Until I die, and that won't happen anytime soon… or, ever."

Gwen chuckled a bit. Jack made that joke far too often. Far too often. But it was a good joke, anyway. She happened to like the joke. It comforted her, reminded her that he wouldn't leave her. But at the same time, it hurt just a bit, remembering that one day she would die alone and never see Jack again. Would he forget her, someday?

"What's wrong?" Jack asked. He looked down at Gwen, deep in concentration. "Gwen, tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing, nothing," she muttered. "Just thinking, that's all."

"Relax," he said softly, tilting her chin up so she could look into his eyes. "It's going to be okay… whatever it is. So don't worry. Whatever happens, I'll help you through it, okay?"

Gwen loved that Jack never pried further. She snuggled closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Okay," she murmured into his chest. And they stayed there, quietly cuddled together, until the clock struck eight and it was time to face the day.


Hey everyone! Another chapter full of fluff! Thank you to interwebz buddies Rachel and Kizzy for their support!

Love,

Liakate

UPDATE: Edited for a major grammatical error. Also, quick poll: Doing a sick day chapter next, should Gwen or Jack get sick? PM me with your answer! LK xoxoxo