7 YEARS || Jelsa Fanfiction ❤

Chapter 8

Elsa's POV

I woke up feeling all groggy and a bit dehydrated. Must be from all the drinking last night, damn. Wait, why is Jack still in bed? I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It's still 5:32. Oh it's a bit early but didn't we fall asleep around 2am? I put my phone away and try going back to sleep...

Okay, I can't sleep again. Not with Jack's face this close to mine. Despite the huge space in this king sized bed, why do we even sleep this close together? I do admit, he looks cute when he's asleep. Like a baby, awe. I rub his messy hair gently and his face starts to squirm but then goes back to it's former state after a bit. I continued rubbing until I fell asleep again.

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Yet again I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that there was something on my back. A pair of arms were covering my sides. I turn my head and see that Jack is spooning me. Good lawd. "Jack, wake up." I tap his face. "Five.. more minutes." He groaned and broke away, facing the other side.

I got up and went to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water and drank. A short while after, Jack walked in yawning, all tired. "Good morning." I greeted. "Morning." He nonchalantly replied while grabbing a glass for himself.

Jack started cooking breakfast. He cracked some eggs and whipped up some omelets. After the omelets, Jack started frying some bacon while I set up the table and poured orange juice in our glasses. We settled ourselves down and ate breakfast.

Jack's POV

After breakfast, Elsa indulged herself in the couch, watching tv while I started cleaning up the apartment. It's not really messy but I prefer clean house.

Okay, vacuuming done. Dishes done. All that's left is the laundry. I started piling up the laundry in the basket. My washing machine was in the bathroom so I didn't have to go outside. "Hey Elsa, do you have anymore laundry?" I shouted from the bathroom as I walked briskly to the living room.

Elsa only handed me a basket consisting of underwear, tank tops and shorts. I couldn't help but notice that all her underwear were at least a shade of blue.. except for this one particular black laced panty which stood out like a sore thumb. I went back to the bathroom and started doing the laundry. I separated the white from the colored and thus began my laundry adventure.

*timeskip to a bit later*

I was halfway done with the laundry when I heard a knock on the door. "Hey Elsa, can you get that?" I called out and she started walking to the door. When the door creaked open, my eyes widened when I heard the familiar voice in the front door and if definitely wasn't Elsa's. I rushed to the door and revealed a brown haired girl next to Elsa being my sister, Emma.

"Jack, explain." Emma said with a stern face and putting her hands on her hips.