A/N: So after working so hard on the angst filled A View From New Eyes, I needed a break, and something remotely happy to work on. Yes, even I can get all Angsted out. This chapter filled that need for something happy. Do take caution in reading, as it is plum full of ooey gooey fluff!

Oh, her eyes, her eyes

Make the stars look like they're not shinin'

Her hair, her hair

Falls perfectly without her trying

She's so beautiful

And I tell her everyday

Shawn grumbled as fingers danced slowly over his bare torso. Even if his eyes were still closed, he could tell that it was far too early in the morning to be waking up. Mainly because Juliet was still at his apartment. She had to be at the station by eight, and if she was still laying beside him, mostly likely in the same clothing she had worn to bed, then it was way before eight.

"Sleeping." Shawn mumbled, even as a smile twitched on his lips. He did have to admit, being woken up by Juliet was far better than the alternative. Being woken up by Gus—or worse—his dad. That thought sent shivers through his body, as he shook that picture from his head.

"Yes, I see that, Shawn." Juliet whispered against his ear. "But there are far better—and more fun things we could be doing." Her voice turned husky, and Shawn shivered for a whole new reason.

His eyes popped open at that, and he turned his head toward hers. Her ocean blue eyes shone with an intensity that he hasn't seen in a few weeks. Like when she had been on stakeout duty for three weeks straight. That first night he was able to spend with her after three weeks apart had been the single most magical moment in his life. That intensity was back in her eyes, and he couldn't help smiling brightly at her.

"Do you understand what those eyes of yours do to me?" Shawn asked weakly.

Juliet nodded slightly. "Of course. I did train them myself." She smiled back, as she pressed her lips against his. Shawn ran his tongue against her bottom lip, as she opened her mouth slightly. Juliet moaned in between kisses. Shawn pulled away quickly.

"Well, since I'm awake now, I suppose breakfast is in order." Shawn grinned when his back was to Juliet, as he pulled a tee shirt over his head and got out of bed.

"Shawn!"

Turning on his heel, he carefully placed his hands on his hips and shrugged his shoulders. "All's fair in love and war, baby."

Juliet groaned as she threw her body back against the bed. "Well that was a waste of-" She paused as she leaned up far enough to see the alarm clock. "Two extra hours of sleep." Sighing, she climbed out of bed and walked into the kitchen. Warm smells of eggs and bacon were assaulting her nostrils, as she quickly realized just how hungry she actually was.

Shawn turned toward the sound of footsteps padding toward him, and smiled slightly as he placed a kiss to Juliet's cheek. His tee shirt landed at the top of her thighs. "Are you still trying to seduce me, Detective O'Hara?" Shawn's eyebrow quirked questioningly.

"I would never!" Juliet feigned hurt, even as a smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

Shawn simply chuckled, as he watched her muse her unruly morning hair into an acceptable condition. Shawn had known since that first day in the diner that he had never seen anyone more beautiful than Juliet O'Hara. She was just—perfect, or at least his version of perfect.

"You're beautiful, you know that right?"

Juliet blushed slightly, though she played it off with a playful smack of Shawn's arm. "Well you do say it every morning. It's kind of hard to forget."

Shawn chuckled, "Good, never forget how absolutely beautiful you are." Shawn leaned over and pecked her lips before turning the eggs and removing the bacon.

I know, I know
When I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so
Sad to think that she don't see what I see

Shawn entered the station, a bouquet of flowers in one hand with his other free to wave at officers he passed by. Rounding a corner, Shawn smiled as he watched Juliet from his short distance away. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun, and a stray piece of hair had fallen into her face. She was bent over her desk, as her hand worked furiously, scribbling down notes on a police report. She blew on the strand of hair in her face, and it merely lifted before falling back against her cheek.

Sighing, Shawn pushed himself away from the wall as he continued his journey before stopping in front of Juliet's desk. Eighteen months of dating, and Shawn still couldn't believe that she was his. All his.

"Hey, beautiful." His voice came out breathless, as she lifted her head. Her blue eyes staring straight into his hazel ones, though it felt as if she was staring straight into his soul.

"Hey, Shawn-" Juliet paused as she started lifting her body into a half stand to kiss his cheek. To hell with the no public display of affection in the station. Her eyes drifted to the small bouquet in his left hand. "Shawn, those are beautiful."

He smiled, as he handed them over to her. "Not nearly as beautiful as you." His hazel eyes sparkled as he spoke the words.

"Yeah." She answered, simply brushing off the compliment.

A disgusted grunt sounded behind Shawn, as he turned toward the offending individual. "Spencer, take your gross display of affection elsewhere. O'Hara and I have work to do."

Shawn laughed lightly. "Lassie, my dear good friend. How are you on this bright and sunny Santa Barbara day?"

Lassiter grunted again. "I don't have time—or the stomach for this." Groaning, Lassiter made his way back toward his own desk.

Turning back toward Juliet, with a quirky smile on his face, "Now, where was I? Oh, right! The flowers, and how you are far more beautiful than they are!"

"Shawn-" Juliet eyed him carefully.

"What? It's the truth. You simply steal their beauty, Jules. Suck it straight out! Your a head turner, Jules. It's not your fault that you were born a beautiful person. Just as I was born with this-" He paused and motioned toward his hair. "perfect head of hair. My father's genes my ass. This beautifully sculpted work of art isn't going anywhere."

Juliet laughed light, before sitting back down. "Thank you for the flowers, Shawn. They're beautiful, but I am swamped with Carlton's paperwork. I'll see you tonight though, right?" Her eyebrow quirked slightly.

"Oh, most definitely looking forward to it." A lop-sided grin fitted itself to his face, as he leaned over her desk to kiss her cheek. "So looking forward to it." Shawn said, as he turned around. He made it five steps before stopping abruptly and turning around. "Oh, and Jules?"

Her head lifted to look at him again. "Don't question your beauty. It pains me." She laughed, as he turned around and left the station.

Her lips, her lips

I could kiss them all day if she'd let me

Her laugh, her laugh

She hates but I think it's so sexy

Shawn knocked lightly on the front door of his girlfriend's apartment. The smell from within overwhelmed his senses and he groaned. His stomach grumbled appreciatively, as he pounded a little harder.

"Coming." He heard Juliet's silky voice command from inside.

The door opened slightly, a sly smile on Juliet's lips. "Hello there."

"Jules." Shawn pouted, as he placed his hands against his stomach, and turned on the full charm of his puppy dog eyes.

"Dammit. Come in." Juliet giggled, as Shawn practically pushed past her to get inside her apartment.

"God, that smells so good!"

Juliet wrapped her arms around Shawn's waist, as she nuzzled his neck. "It's a family recipe. My grandma's I think."

Placing a quick kiss on her forehead, Shawn's head whipped back around toward the cooking food. "Please tell me it's spaghetti. It smells like spaghetti."

Juliet swatted at Shawn's arm. "It's spaghetti."

"Oh thank the heavens. I love spaghetti!"

Juliet giggled as she padded back over to the kitchen, and turned her attention back onto the boiling food on the stove. "Shawn, you love food, end of story."

Shawn nodded, as he removed his jacket. "You have a point, my beautiful pumpkin doodle."

Juliet groaned. "Pet names—we talked about this, Shawn."

Shawn laughed lightly. "Yeah, I believe it was more of you yelling about the insignificance of pet names, while I stared at you. I also believe at the time, I didn't think you could ever look so sexy. I was proven wrong, so perhaps you will be too."

"I will not be proven wrong, Shawn. No pet names. They are just-" Juliet shuddered for a moment, before removing a couple of pots from the stove. Shawn watched as she drained the noddles and mixed them with the meat before adding the sauce.

He had seen this procedure preformed by his father before. "Food is almost ready." Shawn sat himself at Juliet's kitchen table. His hands rubbed together, as he picked up his fork.

"You're unbelievable."

"In an absolutely amazing way, right? It's the hair, isn't it?" Shawn asked.

"Oh you know it." Juliet smiled, as she carried the pot containing the mixture of noodles and meat, before returning to the stove and retrieving the garlic bread. Sitting it all in front of Shawn, he eyed both things carefully, before removing two pieces of bread and spooning a healthy amount of spaghetti in his plate. Juliet lingered by his side, her fingers playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. Turning his attention back to the woman of his affections, he smiled at her. "Can I have a kiss?" Her eyebrow quirked slightly.

"How absolutely dreadful of me." Shawn scolded himself. Shoving away from the table, Shawn stood up, and placed his hands on Juliet's hips. Leaning forward, he brushed his lips against hers for a moment, before leaning his forehead against her's. "I love you." He smiled at her.

Her lips curved upward slightly. "I love you too, Shawn." Her tongue darted out for a moment, licking her lips. His eyes were drawn to her lips, as he leaned forward to capture them again, in a slightly more heated kiss. "Come on, let's eat before it gets cold."

"Jules! No fair—teasing me with those—lips." Shawn's voice grew husky on the last word.

Juliet laughed lightly. "We can have some fun after we eat. You'll need the energy." Juliet cocked an eyebrow, and chuckled a bit more at the look on Shawn's face.

Oh you know, you know, you know

I'd never ask you to change

If perfect's what you're searching for

Then just stay the same

Shawn walked into his bedroom a few days later, and found Juliet curled up on it. Her body jerked randomly, as a sob broke free. Silently, Shawn walked over to the bed, and sat down beside. His heart broke, as she turned away from him. Her body shook for a moment, followed by a long ragged breath. Shawn could feel tears well up in his eyes at seeing Juliet so clearly upset.

"Jules, talk to me. Please." He closed his eyes for a moment to let the overwhelming sickened feeling pass.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw her blue orbs probing his. "I just-" A ragged sob broke through for a moment, as she tried to sit up. Taking a deep breath, Juliet let her eyes fall against the blanket covering her body. Playing with the edges of the blanket, she spoke. "Today was a horrible day—and I get home—I just—I look so awful, Shawn! I wanted to see you, but you weren't home. I started to cry-" A sniffle caused her a pause, before continuing. "I knew I couldn't drive home and that you wouldn't mind if I let myself in. So I did—and I just wanted to feel close to you-" Sighing, Juliet gave up explaining her unexpected presence in Shawn's apartment.

Shawn sighed for a moment, before reaching his hand out to caress Juliet's cheek. He stopped once he reached her chin, and pushed it upward so that she was looking at him again. Placing his thumb against her chin, Shawn caressed it as he spoke. "Don't do that. Never do that, Jules." His words came out breathlessly. "I wasn't lying the other day, Juliet. It physically hurts me when you sell yourself short like that. You are a beautiful woman. You are strong and outspoken, and nothing you could ever do would make me love you any less. There is nothing about you that looks remotely awful. I swear to you, Juliet, if I have to tell you everyday how beautiful you are, then I will. You're perfect just the way you are, never ever think otherwise."

Juliet smiled sadly at Shawn, as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. Shawn pulled her into his lap and held her tightly against his chest. "Just—if you need reminding how beautifully perfect you are, I'm always right here willing to explain it to you all over again." Shawn spoke softly, before placing a kiss against her hair. "I love you, Juliet O'Hara."

"I love you too, Shawn Spencer." Juliet's voice came out muffled against his shirt, but Shawn heard it plain as day. A lop-sided grin broke out on his face, as he closed his eyes for a moment to drink in the moment.