☀️Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack x Y/n L/n☀️

☀️A New Love & An Old Friend Returns☀️

The new morning sun's rays filled up Y/n's bedroom and when it reached her s/c face it slowly drawled her out of sleep while the last of the birds that didn't migrate to the south for the impending winter weather sang out their chirping song.

Y/n slowly stirred in the remnants of sleep that left her, she felt so exhausted yet warm… and for once it was not because of her blankets, heater, or even the sun itself. Y/n cast her e/c eyes down her toward her waist to see Jack's arm was strewn over her, heavy and muscular as always.

Jack was holding Y/n close to his body tightly yet gently and keeping her body warm just by snuggling her with his heat. She could feel his bare chest moving against her own as he slowly breathed in his sleep. His leg is sandwiched between her just like her leg is between his in a lover's embrace.

Y/n: 'I don't think I can get any closer to someone. It's almost silly to be like this with him… or Joseph.' She thought while looking up at Jack and his sleeping face as she gently caresses his face in her right hand before running her fingers through his baby blue hair slowly. 'He looks so cute, just sleeping like this. I don't want to wake him up or get out of bed. I just want to savor this blissful moment.' She thought while laying her head against his chest until a sound of three knocks was coming through her apartment.

A soft sigh fell from her lips and Y/n just nuzzled up against Jack hoping whomever it was at her front door would get the hint and leave, why do people always bother her on Saturdays?! Just as she was about to fall back asleep, three more knocks came from the front door and reluctantly made Y/n sit up from her bed, or the best she could as Jack clings onto her.

Jack: "Y/n…? Where are you going?" He asked in a deep yet smooth sleep-ridden voice which a shiver go up Y/n's spine. At least until a bright pink hue slowly appears on her face as he held Y/n against him. "It's…" He was starting to say before a deep yawn cut his voice off. "...It's still pretty early, isn't it?" He asked in a husker tone of voice while he gave Y/n a soft yet lovely smile with sleepy half-lidded dark doe-like eyes.

Y/n: "Yeah, I know." She said while stroking Jack's face with her right hand as he nuzzled against her palm, placing soft kisses on her skin. "But it might be something important…" She said before smiling as she saw Joseph's pout on Jack's lips.

Jack: "...I guess." He said while he slowly sits up and took Y/n up with him off of the bed, Y/n glanced down for just a moment only for her face to real red hot again.

Y/n: 'Oh God, he's still naked…' She thought while Jack looked down at her with a sleepy frown. 'Seeing him like this in the morning is… very different~' She thought while Jack let go of her so she climbs out of bed to pull on her pajamas and did not bother with her undergarments right now as Jack stayed in bed. "Still a little sleepy there, Jack?~" She said with a soft tease in her voice before gently kissing him on the lips. While she leaned away, Jack gave her a sweet smile with such a lustful look in his eyes that she could swear she saw tiny pink hearts in his pupils. "I'll be right back okay, Sunspot." She said while Jack stretches out and yawned.

Jack: "Of course, I'll be here~" He said in his sleepy morning voice after he yawned but nodded his head as his eyes watched Y/n walk out of the bedroom. 'The things she does to me even without realizing it~' He thought with a smile slowly showing up on his face.

Y/n quickly yet carefully once she got out of her bedroom, passed her kitchen, and walked up to the front door just as three more knocks sound against the door.

Y/n: "I'm coming!" She exclaimed before swinging the door open without a second thought only to be met with a deep, cheerful yet smooth-like voice.

???: "It's about time, Y/n!" A tall African American man spoke up wearing a fish net undershirt that peeked out from his grayish long-sleeved shirt decorated with briar roses and thorns, at his waist was an orange flannel jacket tied tightly above his ripped jeans. This man had thick dreadlocks tipped with ombre blue, cat-looking whisker lines drawn on his face, and around his neck was a punk goth spiked collar.