The wood-fire, blazing cheerily in the ample fireplace, sent its warmth and light far out into the room.
In the darkness, their cuddles felt like a little touch of heaven, warm, and cozy. (Y/N) wished she could extend the night just so she could stay close to Jack for longer, safe in his embrace.
His arms wrapped right around her, bringing a peace she had never known before, a calming of the storms in her heart. (Y/N) think it's Jack that gives her hope for the future.
In his embrace,(Y/N) starts to believe that there is nothing out there to fear, that all there is sunshine, beauty, and kind people,friends to be.
But then when Jack leaves, often before the sun is fully risen in the sky and (Y/N) must stand alone again and be her own person.
Jack's cuddles are the only medicine she needs, they are the light in the darkness, a lone star in an otherwise empty sky.
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(Y/N)'s dream ended abruptly, as she was shaken back into reality. Her eyes opened, her eyelashes faintly batting against her lids when she blinked.
(Y/N) laid on her couch, debating whether or not she should get up. Her muscles felt weak, just like her energy. (Y/N) let out an exasperated sigh, groaning as she rolled off of the couch.
(Y/N) went to the kitchen to see Jack cooking her hashbrown and sausage.
"Just in time. Take a seat."
(Y/N) took a seat at the table, feeling right at home. She looked out the window to see it was raining out.
(Y/N) loved rain. Everything about rain. The whispering hum as sheets of precipitation plummeted to the water-forsaken ground, the often unanticipated flashes of lightning or the rolls of ominous thunder. She loved it all. Those facts were what truly created, in her opinion, a perfect rainy atmosphere.
