Day 60: In Which The Deed Has Been Done
Even in her sleep, she still had a faint frown on her face, and the sight of it made him chuckle. Resting his head on a bent arm, he carefully pushed a lock of hair away from her face, then worked on lightly tracing that crease between her eyebrows.
"You're staring," she suddenly mumbled, startling him. She still had her eyes closed, but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of her lips.
"I'm wondering how someone sleeping so peacefully can be so mean," he said, letting his hand rest behind her ear.
Her frown deepened, but she still refused to open her eyes. "Excuse me?"
"You realize you're hogging all the sheets, right?"
She laughed, shifting inside her fabric cocoon until she was facing the opposite way, and sighed, "I don't recall saying that I'd share my sheets with you."
"Meanie," Jack grumbled, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her to him. He felt the rise and fall of her chest as she continued to giggle, and it simply urged him to hold her closer.
Elsa's laughing eventually calmed down, and she looked at him from over her shoulder.
"Hi," he whispered with his head hovering over hers.
"Hi."
"I'll never get over this."
"Get over what?" she asked with an arched eyebrow, arms wrapping around his neck and sending chills down his spine.
"You."
Prompt by every single one of you who agreed that they should totally bang on their first date.
