slexiejapriljolex: "Could you write a prompt about jackson watching april sleeping and she catches him and gets weirded out. And btw I love your writing!"

I've been gravitating toward newer things in my box. I might have done something similar to this at one point…but whatevs…hope you like whatever this turns out to be! I predict short and sweet though!

100 Encore, Day 61: "One, Morning"

Jackson smiled as he watched April sleeping next to him. He'd meant to be subtle about it, but he couldn't help himself. She looked so peaceful, despite what they'd been through the past two days. Despite what she'd done, running away from her dream wedding. Part of him wanted to wake her up with kisses, the other part didn't want to miss or interrupt any breath she took.

She gasped when she woke up staring directly into her new husband's green eyes. "Good morning…It's going to take some getting used to, I know!"

April wrinkled her nose and raised her eyebrow at the same time. "You planning on staring at me like that every morning of our marriage? Creeeepy!" she smiled but looked away.

"Sorry, it scared you that much?"

"It was kinda weird, you were so…focused. I've never woken up with my husband next to me before," she giggled. She'd lived apart from Matthew and last night when she and Jackson first got to Lake Tahoe she insisted they get a room with double beds and then switch after the ceremony.

Jackson kissed her jaw. "Sorry to startle you, sweetheart."

"That's Ok, it's kind of flattering, just….new." She sat up in the king size bed, keeping the sheets wrapped around her naked body. She didn't know what they were doing next but she didn't want to get out of bed yet.

"Want some coffee, beautiful?" She nodded, blushing. "There's a machine and everything right in here. I made some but I didn't order food, I didn't want to wake you up."

"Cream and one sugar please," April watched Jackson get up and head to the coffee pot, disappointed to learn he had put on his boxers while she was sleeping.

"What?" He handed her the coffee, which was so delicious she closed her eyes mid-sip, savoring the whole moment. When she opened them, the creepy look was back.

"Sorry! You're just…perfect."

"No I'm not, and neither are you…you have this eerie stare thing going on."

He laughed, climbing back into bed. "What can we do to fix this problem?"

"Hmmm….I can eat really greasy foods from now on so I get my zits back from middle school. I know you'll still love me but maybe it will take the intensity of the stare down a few notches."

"Mmm…I don't think that's gonna work. A few zits wouldn't scare me away." He whispered in her ear.

"Well how about you just take a picture then…"

"You think the stare is creepy but you want me to take pictures of you while you sleep?"

No!" she yawned. "Right now…take one right now…it's the next best thing." She shrugged. "And then maybe one while I'm sleeping, if it's that perfect to you. Honestly? I thought I drooled.

"Not this morning you didn't…you were smiling."

"Well just don't share it!" she insisted, looking away from the camera but smiling, aware that he was taking a picture.

"Never! I don't share well."

"Well will you share waffles and fruit with me for breakfast?"

"Nope," Jackson shook his head, making his wife frown. "But I'll order us both our own…with bacon."

"Will you at least feed me?" she asked, pecking his lips.

"I can."