jack forgets your anniversary.
a combination of the sun and pure excitement woke me up.
the warmth of jack pressed up against me was absent, making me frown and touch his spot, finding nothing.
had he gone to the studio? today?
"he couldn't have." i whispered to myself, letting my bare feet touch the cold wood floor, tip toeing to the kitchen.
i'm greeted by a shirtless jack, cooking. i bite my lip, standing at the last step for a few seconds.
"well, how'd i get this lucky?" i say aloud, chuckling as he jumps slightly, placing a hand over his heart. i walk towards him, doing a dramatic hair flip. "i know, i look good." i laugh, as he smiles and puts an arm around my waist.
"you do, love. you kinda walked in and ruined the surprise." his hoarse morning voice makes me shiver.
"good morning. you're very sweet." i look down to the omelette on the pan as he turns off the stove top, turning around and leaning down to kiss me.
he wrapped his arms around me, laying his head on top of mine. my cheek pressed onto his shoulder, his heartbeat picking up as i smiled.
"don't wanna go to the studio today." He murmured against my hair, and i knit my eyebrows together and pulled away from the touch.
"the studio? today?" i bite the inside of my cheek.
"yeah. it's friday." he mirrors the look of confusion, and i sigh involuntarily. "don't worry, baby, it'll only be a few hours." he kisses my cheek, gesturing to the omelette and grinning. "the omelette was a plan b." i try to fight the smile off my face, but it's too late.
"all yours tonight. promise you that." he hands me the plate.
i waited for him to acknowledge the date, but it never came.
i quickly brushed it off. probably just waiting until tonight.
after finishing eating, we said our goodbyes, promises of being together tonight hung in the air.
09:34.
i softly pad up the stairs, retrieving the shoebox hidden away on top of the closet.
a retro sweatshirt and a cologne he'd wanted waited inside.
i slip a card i'd written into the gift bag, picking it up and setting it on the nightstand.
i could imagine that smile on his face, and it only made the excitement grow. i couldn't even care less about gifts. i just wanna spend time with jack.
after getting in the shower and dressing, i decided i'd try to make time fly by watching a few movies.
i decided on the maze runner movies, but halfway through the death cure, i fell asleep on the couch.
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22:13 pm.
something in me crumbled as i walked throughout the empty house.
i turned on the lights, deciding to just fold blankets and double check jack's room.
the untouched sheets that i made to this morning were still made.
