𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 → 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙠𝙮.

*eight.

Hennessy's Pov

i try to move but had arms wrapped around me. i then come to understand that it's jack and completely forgot he came over last night.

my eyes widen when i believe we slept in and that we're missing class right now. i shake jack hoping that he'll wake up faster.

"hey. . . we got to up. we're going to be late."

he groans turning over and sitting up while he looks at his phone then smiles at me.

"what? why are you smiling at me like that?"

"it's saturday. . ."

i then look at him and grab my phone seeing the date. "oh. . ." i blush out of embarrassment tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"come join me in the shower?"

"it's my shower, i say when we can go shower."

"well?"

"yes, we can go shower."

i grab his hand smiling as i bring him into the bathroom. he removes his clothes and got into the shower making sure it's nice and heated. i slowly removed mine and put my hair in a bun.

i turn around to see jack looking at me while i slowly walk to him and as soon as i was in he grabs me by the waist causing me to squeal.

"no funny business, it won't work on me."

"okay". he laughs. he still held me by the waist, while i touched his chest and started tracing the tattoos on his arm.

"i like this one".

"what? the feathers?"

"mhm."

"you seem to have way more than me."

"yeah, but yours look good on you."

"you look gorgeous with or without the tattoos." he moves a strand of hair behind my ear and leans down kissing me softly. we both smile into the kiss as he pulls me closer to him. i shake my head pulling away. "i said no funny business." for the rest of the shower we were just cleaning each other up, laughing and talking.

i get out the shower first, wrapping the towel around my body. i walk into my room with jack following right behind me.

"do you have any clothes for me?"

"yeah, i bought some clothes at the mall."

"really? you didn't have to do that."

"you're always here jack, might as well get it."

"you sound like you don't want me here." he pouts.

i shake my head smiling. "i love having you here, you bozo."

"good." he looks through the closet searching for clothes and i sigh wanting him to grab my clothes for me.

"jack?"

"yes, baby?"

i roll my eyes but still respond. "can you pass me a bra, panties, a crop top and some tights?"

"okay."

"i think i'll like these on you."

i look up to see what he was showing me and i roll my eyes.

"sammy, said the same thing. give it back." it was the red lingerie again and i thought i put them all the way in the back.

"what do you mean sam said the same thing?"