Pacey woke up with the scent of coffee filling his nostrils. He got out the bed, putting his boxers on and followed the scent. He leaned against the kitchen's doorframe, smiling at the sight of Joey wearing one of his shirts, concentrated on preparing breakfast. He walked to her, putting his arms around her waist, and kissing her neck.

"Hey, you left me alone."

She turned to kiss him quickly with a smile, and her attention was back to the pancakes. He rested his chin on her shoulder while she put one on the plate.

"You were tired, Pace. And I owed you a breakfast"

"All I need for breakfast is right here." He replied, showering kisses on her neck, tightening his arms around her.

Joey turned around in his arms to kiss him; soon, the world was forgotten as their mouths found each other. Pacey lifted her, making her sit on the counter, placing himself between her legs, pressing his body against hers, their hands trying to bring each other as close as they could. Until the smell of burnt food filled the air.

"Oh, God, Pacey, my pancakes!" She climbed off the counter to face her ruined pancake.

They burst into laughter, kissing one more time before cleaning up the mess. They took their breakfast to the living room, eating while watching cartons on TV, sat on the floor, using the coffee table as an actual table.

"What are your plans for today, Josephine?" He asked, his mouth full of pancakes, ignoring his girlfriend's glare.

"I don't know…" She shrugged. "Maybe study, you know, finals are in two weeks." Her lopsided smile planted on her face.

He took her hand in his, kissing her knuckles and nipping her fingers.

"I know the kind of study you want, Potter…" He teased.

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do."

"Pace, why are you arguing with me? You know I always win…"

He pulled her closer, tickling her.

"Who wins, Jo?" Both laughing at their childish manners.

"I win," She answered, bringing his face closer so she could kiss him. He fell over her, pinning her on the floor, his mouth demanding, hands searching for the soft skin under the shirt.

"You cheated." He accused, breathless. Joey started kissing his neck, her hands caressing his shoulders. "Jo, I'm still hungry, you know?"

"So am I" She made him stand up, grabbing his hand and taking him back to his room.

Sunday morning came too fast for the couple; they had spent the last two days in the apartment making up for all time lost. Pacey tried to focus on whoever was calling him at that ungodly hour, his eyes groggily wandering of the standing form of Joey...

"Pacey, come on, wake up!" she was shaking him.

"Jo? What are you doing up? It's Sunday morning." He mumbled, covering his head with the comforter, just to have it thrown on the other side of the bedroom...

"Pace, we're going out." She stated.

He pulled her to the bed, making her fall beside him.

"Why do we need to go out? All we need is here." He leaned down to kiss her, but she turned her face, and the kiss reached her cheek.

"Don't even try to kiss me, morning breath monster."

"Last night I was your teddy bear, now I am morning breath monster?" He asked, continuing to kiss wherever he had easy access, earning a kiss as answer.

"Please, Pacey, tell me you're not bored of being locked here."

"Not at all." He was trying to get her shirt off now.

"Pacey, I'm serious. Go take a shower and we'll go out, have lunch at a nice place, then we can go back to our favorite activity."

"Come to the shower with me." He begged with his best puppy dog eyes.

"Pace, the eyes are not going to work now. I already showered, knowing that you would try that."

"Please, Potter, you know you like that."

"You used that trick yesterday, I'm not falling again."

"Then I'm not going out. I'll just stay here." He turned around.

"Teddy?" She pouted.

"No."

"Teddy?" She tried again, kissing his neck.

"You know I can't resist when you do that…Fine, I'm going." He left the bed.

She laughed while he stood up to head to the bathroom.

"I have another reason for you to hurry. We have to buy more condoms."

"But we had what twelve of them." He said, surprised.

"Pace, that was Friday morning. Today is Sunday. Do the math."

"Now we're going out." He ran to the bathroom.

After making Pacey get out of bed, they had breakfast and were just walking around the town. They went to a bookstore, where they laughed after looking at an old exemplar of the Karma Sutra, which Pacey said he wanted as a Christmas gift, just to practice with her. They walked around the marina, watching the boats, wishing they still had True Love. And now, despite the cold, they were walking on the park, hand in hand, just enjoying each other's company.

"Why do we have to walk this much, Jo?" He whined, nuzzling her neck.

"Pacey, I just wanna enjoy the day."

"It's cold, Jo. We could be enjoying the day at home, warm and cozy and…"

She glared at him, trying to hold back her smile.

"Pacey, you could make good use of some exercise."

"Are insinuating that I'm fat?" He asked, bringing her to his arms.

"Well, few pounds less won't kill you…" she shrugged.

"So you're saying I'm fat. Do you have any idea of the damage you're causing to my self steam right now?"

"I'm kidding, silly, I like you this way…and what would be of a teddy bear without some stuff here?" she pinched his side to prove her point.

"And my naïve self thinking this new teddy thing was an endearment…"

"Of course it is, sweetheart. You're my private teddy bear; I won't share you with anyone." She kissed him.

"I like you being possessive." He told her, kissing her again.

"Pace, do you remember when we were kids? I never let you get close to my toys…"

"Just because you knew I would hide them from you" He kissed the tip of her nose.

"I hated you so much then…"

"No, you didn't, you loved me."

"Pacey, I hated you…"

"No, you used to hide your overwhelming love for me with hate."

"You're so cute when you're delusional" She rested her face on his shoulder.

"No, baby, listen to me. You hated Tamara; you didn't like Andie…you freaked out when you knew about my sex pact with Jen."

"And that was all to hide my love for you?" She asked with a knowing look. "And me dating other guys? Or being love with Dawson?"

"Just to protect yourself, because you were so afraid of your feelings for me…" He explained grinning.

"I need to call Andie right now and ask for her therapist's number…my poor darling."

"Hey, you were the one in love with Dawson."

"Maybe we should both go to therapy then." Joey smirked, kissing him.

"Jo, let's go back, please?" he nipped her earlobe.

"Nope."

"Please, I'll even cook for you…" Pacey kissed her neck.

"That would work…" She kissed his chin. "But I'm bored to be at home all time…"

"Bored? That's not really nice since you spent all time with me…and I was thinking you were having fun…" He pretended to look hurt.

"I'm not bored about having sex with you, Pace." She explained, worried that he had taken it seriously.

"I was starting to think you are a great actress…" He was laughing now.

"Jerk! I thought that I had hurt you." she smacked his chest

"Jo, I know that you're not bored about sex, I just wanna go back home to resume our activities"

"Perv."

"Am I the perv, Josephine? Who ravished me in the bathroom yesterday while I was peacefully taking a shower?"

"That would be me…" she answered blushing, with a shy smile, but her eyes shining with the memory.

Pacey sat under a tree, leaning against it, with Joey between his legs, resting her body against his, a happy smile dancing on her face, his arms around her waist.

"I never saw you look so beautiful." He whispered in her ear.
Joey craned her neck to face him, not resisting to the need to kiss him.

"You say that because you love me"

"That I really do." He kissed her neck, sucking the soft skin there, making her shiver and let out a soft moan, causing him to chuckle against her skin. "You sound like a kitten when you do that…"

"Pacey, you're not calling me kitten…" Joey told him with a warning tone.

"Why not, kitten?" It was like she asked to be called like that.

"It's too cheesy and corny and…"

"If you can call me teddy, I can call you kitten." He pinched her cheek to make her understand his point.

"Fair enough. I'm so happy that it doesn't matter." She bit her lower lip, thoughtfully. "I wanted to go out today, Pace, because I'm too happy to be confined to a small apartment. I wanna show everybody how happy I am, how happy you make me."

"Jo, that was way too sappy." He was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Pacey, I'm a girl; I'm allowed to be sappy. And look who's talking, you cried watching The Lion King, a cartoon."

"For starts, it's not a cartoon, it's an animated movie. And it's really sad when Simba's dad dies." He explained, making her laugh.

"You know what fascinates me most? The way you can be so grown up when we're around a serious subject and the other moment you are this amazing kid, who can cry over a movie, or fight over the remote control or simply make me smile with a goofy face." He played with a strand of her hair, his yes lost in hers as she kept talking. "You are the only person who made me finally live like a teenager; I was so uptight, overachieving, living by other people's judgments that I was turned on adult mode full time and you made me see I was still a kid. And you never judge me, you just let me do what I feel, and I know if I take the wrong step you'll be there so I won't fall. And these are the little things that make me fall in love with you all over again each time I see you." He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, damn, he was almost crying like a girl after her words.

"And when you say things like that, Potter, I feel butterflies in my stomach, my throat gets dry and I know I'm falling in love with you all over again." He kissed her forehead.

"We're both too sappy." She stated chuckling.

"So, what do you say we take our little sappy mutual admiration society on the road and get back home where you can show each other how much we are in love and before any of our friends show up to interrupt us?"

She got up, followed by him, smiling as he held her hand tight after kissing her.

"I knew that this whole thing would end with you trying to get into my pants."

"I do what I can." He shrugged.

"For your luck, I want you to get into my pants as badly as you." She told him.

"And what are we waiting for, kitten?" He ignored her glare, as he dragged her back to the apartment.