We can't

9

The black sky gradually turned into dim grey and the illumination of stars got languidly lusterless. Millions of stars in the ebony sky started hiding their brightness and got slowly dissipate, as if someone was going to coming. Divergent birds were gently flying in manifest sky and their dulcet dawn chorus was easily audible.
The first orange hued rays appeared on the skyline, which went through the clouds and the prodigious sky was easily visible. The sun came out of its abode across the brilliant orange horizon and glimmered in the sky. The sparkling sun started slowly rising up the scarlet skyline, which clearly differentiated the sky and the land. Irene was asleep on Jackson's bare chest, her hand on his heart lulling her back into reality, she shifted in his arms, staring up at him; she watched his chest rise and fall taking in his steady breaths, her gaze looking at his closed eyes as he slept, the peace apparent as he held her close, his lips caused her to blush as her mind replayed the way they claimed her two years ago and the passion they held. She stroked his hair loving playing with it; she loved the colour, it was something new, the hazel matching his eyes. Her hand moved to caress his cheek, she felt him snuggle into her touch, causing her to smile. She quietly moved his arm careful not to awake him from his peaceful slumber, it was a struggle but she succeeded five minutes later, she stretched and grabbed the hoodie he gave her yesterday before heading to his bathroom. Twenty minutes later she came out to find her sleeping beauty fast asleep. She smiled planting a kiss on his forehead and taking a sneaky photo. She smiled, entering the kitchen preparing breakfast for everyone. She took her headphones out listening to music as she cooked because she didn't want to wake anyone up. Thirty minutes had passed as she continued to cook, no one was coming downstairs, she sighed knowing that If someone didn't come down she'd end up cooking more to keep herself busy. She blasted Jackson's song unless I'm with you, singing along to his voice and dancing as she cooked. Jackson stood at the door way, her back to him as he watched in amusement as she danced to his song. He watched her in his shorts and hoodie, his heart doing a flip as she swayed her hips. He pushed himself from leaning on the door and walked up behind her wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder only to move at how loud her music was, she jumped slightly but relaxed seeing him. He swayed her left and right as he took her headphones out "I don't wanna die babe
Unless I'm by your side babe
I need you in my life babe
Yeah, I need you tonight babe
'Cause I don't wanna fade away, away
I don't wanna fade away today
I ain't gotta fade away, away
Unless I'm with you girl
Unless I'm with you girl"
He sung as she laughed, her laughter enslaving him with her. He kissed the side of her head as their friends stood at the door watching the whole thing. They smiled softly at each other, their shipper hearts content. Wendy coughed breaking their fantasy, Irene pushed Jackson of springing to the other side of the kitchen causing them all to laugh. Mark walked further in "Irene I thought we told you we are cooking next..." she shrugged his shoulders. "I was getting bored waiting for sleeping beauty over here..." mark died laughing at the facial expression Jackson wore. "Plus i wanted to... so hush and eat the food." Mark shook his head pulling out a chair for Wendy who smiled up at him. Everyone sat devouring her food, as she sat next to Jackson piling his plate up with mountains of food "Irene your gonna make me fat." Said Bambam. She laughed walking up to him and poking him in the stomach "good you need it, your far too skinny." They all laughed as they finished off, each of them washing their dishes to minimise Irene's work.

They decided to chill before the girls headed off. Irene sitting in between Jackson and Mark, her phone going off repeatedly they looked to see her manager sending message after message about an interview they have to do. Irene sighed replying and letting the girls know. Her phone screen displaying her lock screen. It was one of the pictures that she and Jackson had taken with their matching hoodies. Mark wiggled his eyebrows as Jackson felt himself blush. "Hey Irene who's that as your lock screen.." he started teasingly. He took her phone passing it onto the others who shared secret smiles. She rolled her eyes "it's Jackson duh...geez Mark you've been with this guy for six years and you can't recognise him." They laughed at Marks face, which had dropped "That's not what I meant..." she laughed, her eyes locking with Jackson's as she smiled at him softly. But she broke it a second after she made it, turning to the girls. "We should get ready to leave... we have to go straight to the interview. Please tell me you guys picked up some make up and other clothes." They nodded, the boys offering to get it from the car, as Yeri and Wendy headed for the shower. Irene walked back to Jackson's room followed by him shortly after. He gave her the stuff from the car, before looking at her in the mirror. He smirked at her as he hugged her again. "Jackson I need to get ready." "I know." She heard him mumble back. She sighed turning to him, her eyes suddenly widening as she realised he wasn't wearing a shirt. She covered her eyes as he laughed at her. She slapped him, causing him to recoil at her strength "put a shirt on Wang." He huskily chuckled "Why you saw everything last night." Her hand dropped from her eyes, a flabbergasted expression imprinting itself on her face as she repeatedly slapped him. "Naughty... you can't say things like that...people will misunderstand.." "I'm counting on that." He said winking. Her mouth opened in shock. "Close your mouth Babygirl, or I'll close it for you." Her mouth quickly closed as she watched him laugh, he leaned on his dressing table with his arms crossed. She grabbed a pillow and began whacking him with it, he began running around the room atop of the bed as she chased after him huffing slightly, they stood on the bed, eyes narrowed at each other, he grabbed her waist pushing her down with him on top, she squealed, as she recovered from what happened. Their faces centimetres away from each other. His breaths fanning her face, her hands resting on his bare shoulder blades as he smiled at her. Suddenly Joy walked in, eyes wide as she stood at the door, the two looking at her, Jackson with a smug look and Irene with a look of shock. Joy stood frozen as JB came asking her if she was alright, his mouth remaining ajar at the display in front of him. JB quickly closed the door as Irene pushed Jackson off her running to the closing door screaming "it isn't what it looks like." She hit the door her eyes turning to Jackson who sat staring at her with a smirk on his face. "Put a shirt on NOW." She boomed. He laughed as she pushed him to his bathroom throwing a t-shirt at him and slamming the door on him. She could hear his laughter resounding from the bathroom as she turned to get herself ready. She re-straightened her hair pulling it into a high pony, her eyes highlighted in dark eye liner and mascara extending her already long eye lashes. She wore his hoodie, with a pair of new black skinny jeans, tucking part of the hoodie in. She wore her brown boots before turning back to the mirror. Jackson came out of the bathroom as Irene put on her a light red lipstick, he felt his mouth suddenly go dry. He watched as she wore a black flower choker before turning to him. "How do I look?" She said twirling for him. His smile softened as he wrapped his arms around her, both of them looking at the mirror, "Perfect." He whispered in her ear. He let go, walking out the room shortly after. His smile never falling. The girls gathered in the living room saying goodbye as Irene spoke "we had fun guys... thanks, we needed the break. Next meet up your coming to ours though." They nodded at her, as the boys carried their stuff and put it in their car. Irene watched as the girls got in rolling down their windows. Just as she turned to open the door, Jackson grabbed her wrist turning her to him, he held a medication box in his hand, putting it in her hand as they all turned their attention to the two. Jackson saw her tense slightly, "it's gonna take more than not signing your name on a note to fool me into thinking it wasn't you." She looked up at him as the girls squealed in the car, she felt herself smile as he pulled her into his embrace a louder squeal heard from the girls with Bambam. "Take care of yourself." He whispered. She detached herself from him looking into his eyes "You too." He smiled at her reaching around and opening the car door, he helped her in crouching down in front of her car a few steps back as she looked at him. The smiles never once falling. He winked at her causing her to blush as she started the car driving off. The girls wore big goofy smiles as she looked at them "Not a word." They broke into heaps of laughter.