War Paint | Jonnor

Chapter 12

Jude's POV
There was nothing worth more than waking up to a sleepy Connor. He wrapped his arm around my waist and nuzzled his head behind my neck. His breath touched my skin, making me jump. I tried to get out of my bed but he wouldn't allow it.

"Don't go just yet." he pleaded.

I smiled and answered, "We need to get ready for today. You have a baseball game this afternoon, remember?"

"Oh yeah, but I'm so comfy. Give me five more minutes Judicorn."

I threw a pillow against his face and laughed. He returned the gesture by sending it to my chest. I caught it just in time before it hit me.

"You missed." I told him.

"I know." he replied, his mouth wide open.

Five minutes later, I shook his arm to wake him up.

"Rise and shine sleepyhead."

I knelt down and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled at me while stretching out his arms.

"Get me up." Connor said, holding out his hand.

I pulled him off my bed using all my strength until he towered over and fell on me. We were both laying on the ground, lost in each other's eyes. Laughs filled the silence as we stayed in this position.

The door flew open and Jésus stood in front of the entrance.

"Again? Seriously? Get a room you two."

"Technically, this is my room." I answered.

"Whatever, I'm going downstairs."

Connor chuckled before pushing himself back up. Then, he grabbed a hold of my hand to get me on my feet. I looked at him as he spoke.

"He's got a point, we do need our own room." Connor suggested, a smirk rising on his face.

I rolled my eyes and laughed at him. He took my hands in his and raised them up.

"Now, let's go paint our nails before the big game."

"Okay."

Connor's POV
Jude had just finished painting my nails using Mariana's bottle of blue nail polish. It was his favorite color. The last time I remembered wearing it was when Jude and I first met, that was the start of our friendship. Now, look where we are, together at last.

"Thanks." I told him.

"No problem, anything for my boyfriend."

I blushed at his comment, my cheeks turning a shade of red. He smiled and looked down with his eyes. I lifted Jude's chin, directing his brown orbs back on me.

"I love you, boyfriend."

"I love you too." he replied.

"It's your turn to paint my nails." Jude added.

"Of course." I responded.

Jude's POV
Everyone took their seats when we attended the baseball game. Connor was warming up near the dugout with his teammates, already dressed in uniform. He looked so good.

I caught his face searching through the crowd. When he found sight of me, he waved his hand above his head. I signaled him back and stood up off of the bleachers.

I made my way to the dugout before the game was about to start. His face brightened when I appeared in front of him.

"Good luck." I told Connor with enthusiasm.

"Thanks, I'm a bit nervous though. Can you help me loosen up somehow?" he asked.

I leaned in and kissed him, my lips falling into place with his. He wrapped his arms around my waist while my hands laid behind his neck. I pulled back when the coach arrived.

"Still nervous?" I questioned him, raising my eyebrows.

"I think I'm good." he answered with a smirk.

After that, I returned to the bleachers cheering him on as he played ball.