The sunlight hit their faces, and the married couple groaned and woke up grumpily.

Jack mumbled, still half asleep, "You know this is Sebastian's fault. He should have closed the curtains." Blaming Sebastian was a habit by now.

In Elsa's mind, something else was happening; she thought, "Jack, why in the world are you on top of me, and why are we sleeping in the same bed?"

"Whoa…what?" Realizing that, yes, he was on top of her with his arms around her waist, he jerked up and slipped on the covers, landing right on his hip.

It was torturous trying to control her laughter, and then she slipped, "I'm sorry this is so funny, babe."

Being dramatic as usual, Jack spoke in a deadpan voice, "I could've broken my hip bone, you know? This is funny to you?"

"I'm really sorry, but it is," she clasped her hand over her mouth and tried to stifle her laughter.

"Anyways, let's get ready; we have to go to the family party." He saw eye to eye with her and smiled as he headed to the washroom.

She grunted and mashed a pillow to her face. "Can we just not go?"

Hearing this, he unlocked the door and walked out, only in his boxers. "Come on, Snowflake, don't say that. That's why we came here."

"I just don't want to live through the same horror story again," she said, her words coming out muffled through the pillow.

Assuring her, he went back to the washroom. "I'm with you. Now, don't worry and get ready."

Elsa chuckled and put her slippers on. "We only have one washroom in this room, Jack." She knocked on the door. "Let me brush my teeth and wash my face first. While you bathe, I will pick out our outfits and accessories."

The door unlocked with a satisfying click, and Elsa halted dead in her tracks when she saw Jack only in his boxers. "Like what you see?"

"Jackson!" She blushed profusely and jumped around nervously, covering her eyes.

Hurriedly, he put on his pants and twirled her around. "There you go." He passed her the green toothbrush. "Yours."

He was still shirtless, which only made it worse for her.

What was this man just doing to her?

The white foam in her mouth toned down her words. "So, are we going alone, or will Sebastian drive us?"

"What do you want?" He gargled, and the water rinsed the insides of his mouth.

What she yearned for was to not have their judgmental gazes on her. "I want us to go with Sebastian."

As he scrubbed his face, Jack smiled and agreed with her words, "Then we'll go with him."

Elsa dried her face after washing it and let him know, "So you take the shower, and I'll take it after. It'd give me enough time to pick out outfits."

Abruptly, his strong arms enveloped her, bringing her close to his bare chest. "We can always shower together, you know?"

She turned red, and her voice pitched high in embarrassment. "No."

Behind her, she took notice of his warm chuckles. "Alright, then Snowflake."

The door closed behind her, and she plunged, sliding against the door. "Oh Goodness, this man is just...unbelievable."

After 15 minutes, Jack emerged from the bathroom, freshly showered; Elsa avoided his gaze, still too embarrassed to look at him.

Jack glanced at the outfits she had picked for him and the watch with them. It was all flawless, just like her. He was getting used to her doing this, and no way in the world would he ever let her go. Just a few days, and she meant the world to him.

What was this woman just doing to him?

While she showered, he got ready in his simple yet formal outfit; he believed he looked fine.

Then she stepped out of the washroom.

Everything stopped, and it was only Jack and Elsa left. The noise faded into the background, and everything disappeared.

"Wow." Frankly, the word tumbled out of his mouth: "You are stunning."

She gazed down at herself, wrapped in her casual clothes and damp hair, and said, "Thanks." It sounded more like a question than a statement.

And he began to ramble while his hands flew around in the air. "I know you are gorgeous, but now you're just…wow. I don't have the words, and heavens above you are glorious."

"I showered Jack."

"I know it's just that every time I see you, you keep getting more beautiful." Interviewing, he held out the imaginary mic before her. "What's your secret? We heard your husband is head over heels for you. Is that true, Your Majesty?"

Swatting her towel on his chest, she snatched her outfit from the bed and returned to the washroom to change. "Flirt."

"You wound me." It was assumable that he bowed from the other side as he left the room. "I'll get the breakfast ready."

After about an hour, Elsa finally finished getting ready and headed downstairs for breakfast.

"How do you manage to look even more gorgeous?" Jack asked in amazement.

To be fair, currently, the compliment made sense since she was looking her best. "Once again, thanks. Jack, you look a bit handsome, too."

"A bit?" He repeated her words.

"Ok, ok, you look more than a bit handsome."

"That's all?"

"Jack, take the compliment, or else I'm taking it back." Her tone was quite serious.

Smiling, Jack brought up his hands in defeat. "I'll take that bit."

Suddenly, this all seemed so natural to them. It had only been a few days, but it felt like years to them. They had settled into their relationship so quickly and smoothly.

This was mythical.

After breakfast, they drove to Arendelle's house to face her deepest fears. However, knowing Jack was there made her feel calm.

Holding his hand, washed her worries away.

If this wasn't love, she didn't know what was.

Noticing Elsa's uncomfortable and anxious eyes, he slid his fingers into her clenched fist. "Relax, Snowflake."

Elsa lightly nodded and intertwined her fingers with his. "Just stay with me, and I will."

"How could I ever have such a beauty as my lady?" he whispered, scooting closer and laying his head on her shoulder.

Childishly, she snorted at his act and flicked his nose. "What do you think you're doing?"

He squeezed closer to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Loving my Snowflake."

The fears took over, and she shuddered at his waiting response. "What if this snowflake falls apart?"

"This one won't."

Jack's confidence in his words baffled her, and she was intrigued. "How can you be sure? Snowflakes are delicate. Just a touch and they vanish in the air or crumble to the ground."

Adorable, he thought, and turned her face towards him by her chin. "Do you know how strong a snowflake is? It falls down the sky and battles through the chilly wind yet carry its exquisite shape. I have always admired them for their resilience and beauty. So, no, they aren't delicate. As for the touch part, no one can dare touch my Snowflake because they'll suffer your husband's wrath."

Wow, this was an explanation she never anticipated, not from him, not from anyone. "That's…that's a different way to put it."

"What can I say? You married a poet who knows how to cherish you." And there's his sly personality.

The damn smile and face Elsa has come to love. "It's unreal how you can lift my mood with your humorous words." Shyly, she acknowledged, "I feel better."

He kissed her exposed collarbone as he didn't want to ruin her makeup. "I'm glad I could help."

The kiss sent shivers down her spine and only made her body ache for more, but she concealed that urge as she whispered, "Please stay with me."

Jack kissed a strand of her hair, and its strawberry smell strengthened him. "Of course, I'll be with you at all times tonight."

"I meant forever."

With his heart racing, he gulped and blushed. "Elsa Overland, you belong with me...for eternity. It's more than forever, and I'll never let go."

This time, it was her turn to blush. "Jack Overland, you belong with me forever, too. These past few days have completely altered my perspective on life. I thought I was meant to be alone and no one could be with me but you...Jack, you made me believe in love, and I'm grateful. This has also given me fears...What...What if you leave me, Jack? I'll fall apart."

Lifting her delicate hand, Jack caressed his cheek with it. "Trust me, I'll never. Every day, I'll love you even more, and you'll trust me more. Don't think negative thoughts, Your Majesty."

"I'll try, babe. Stay with me."

"Forever."

Their car parked, and Sebastian declared openly, "Kids, we're here."

The married couple jumped apart, an arm's stretch between them. "Oh, you're here."

"No, Mr. Overland, a ghost was driving your car. Of course, I'm here."

Jack ran a hand down his red face. "A ghost would've been better."

"Oh yes, it would've. It was even more embarrassing for me. I am happy for you both, but honestly, it's painful because I miss my wife," Sebastian sighed.

Elsa muttered under her breath, "Gosh, this is embarrassing."

So he heard and saw everything. The couple wished they would teleport somewhere away from here. And then it hit them: they were here here here. They were at the Arandelle house, and they were finally here.

Noticing her distress, Jack clutched her hand and positioned it on his heart. "I'm with you. You can do this, Elsa."

Those words gave her strength, but the distress remained. "I...Jack...Stay with me, please."

"You don't have to ask."

Sebastian coughed and smiled. "If you want, I can stay with you too, Elsa."

"Woah, woah, woah! When did you get to first-name basis?"

The mood lightened as Jack's jokes came out. "Are you jealous, babe?"

Sebastian answered, attempting to stay professional, "Well, Elsa and I talked, and she told me to call her Elsa."

The gasp could've shaken the car; he admitted, "Ok, I am jealous. Call her Mrs. Overland."

Elsa chortled and slapped Jack's hard chest. "Jack, be nice." Then she addressed the poor Sebastian, "And you can leave now; we'll call you once we are done here."

"Of course, Mrs. Overland." He returned to calling her Mrs. Overland since Jack wouldn't stop glaring knives at him.

Realizing what had just occurred, Elsa once again smacked Jack's chest. "You're such a baby."

He yanked her closer, and she fell on his broad chest."You're mine. Only mine." His hot breath hit her ear.

Before Elsa could reply, Sebastian coughed yet again as he stood only a few feet apart, holding the door open. "I believe and highly suggest you keep this to your bedroom."

Oh, he knew what he was doing to the couple. Sebastian was having fun. After all, he has experienced this with his kids.

Jack got out from the other side and excitedly ran around the car. "Your Majesty." He held out his hand.

She beamed but stepped out elegantly. "I do feel like a queen."

"Because you are one." His lips left a chaste kiss on her soft hand.

Elsa pecked his cheek. "Because you treat me like one."

Suffering, Sebastian sighed. "Once again, to your bedroom kids." He forwarded his handkerchief to Jack. "Please wipe the lipstick, Mr. Overland."

The couple did not react as their faces were white as snow and dying of humiliation. "Ah." That's all they both said at the same time.

"Never mind, I'll do it." The pitied third-wheeler rubbed the red lipstick off Jack's face.

Jack turned away, disguising his blush. "You may leave now." He implored with shut eyes, "Please do!"

As Sebastian left to drive away from the embarrassed couple, he whispered to himself, "I miss you, Allie."

Third-wheeling, this couple made their poor, lovely Sebastian miss his wife.