Jacques looked over at Zephyr who was sound asleep on her side cuddled into the pillow with the cutest pout sketched into her face. As usual Jacques had thought he'd seen an angel when he looked at Zephyr. Nothing more nothing less no matter how she looked or what she'd wear Jacques saw a master piece. That's what kept him focused most of time. To think that he found the little piece of imperfect perfection in Zephyr was what kept him motivated.

Even though his body was physically tired his mind was wide awake his thoughts still wandering back to the stage he was on earlier tonight. He had never felt anything like it the electricity and adrenaline moving through his veins was like no other. It was the best high he had ever experienced not even his favorite Backwoods and the best strain of weed could amount what he felt when he was on that stage. And to highlight it all he saw his favorite fan tonight. The whole time Zephyr never sat still she kept on her feet the whole time. He couldn't lie to himself he was most definitely showing favoritism, Zephyr was most definitely his favorite fan. He could feel her energy from her place in the crowd and it had him mesmerized.

Releasing a calming sigh from his chest Jacques tucked Zephyr closer into his side before placing a gentle kiss to her temple. Subconsciousness soon invaded his body as he slipped into one of the most peaceful slumber he's had in a while. The couple stayed in the same position most of the night. The only time they were apart was when a slumber stricken Jacques got up to relieve the main vein but like gravity Jacques returned to Zephyr and tucked her into his side as usual.

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" Jacques." Zephyrs muffled voice sounded it laced with the usual morning huskiness.

" Jacques .... " She waited another minute for a reply but was only met with a loud snore. Mentally rolling her eyes Zephyr squirmed around but again her actions to wake the hibernating Jacques from his sleep failed. Freeing one of her hands she reached around his waist and grabbed a small amount of skin between her fingers tips and twisted as harshly as she could.

Feeling the sharp pain suddenly attack his side Jacques jumped up from his sleep only to see Zephyrs half naked state running towards the bathroom. A few minutes later Jacques heard the toilet flush and the sink running he shook his head with a smirk etched into his face.

" You know you could've just asked me to move ! " he yelled the morning huskiness dripping off his tongue.

Opening the door and leaning against the threshold of the bathroom Zephyr stood there with her ankles and arms crossed over one another one eyebrow up looking at her best friend. " Well if your ass didn't sleep like a damn bear half the time I wouldn't have to resort to drastic measures now would I ? "

Jacques rolled his eyes and patted the spot next to him. Obeying Zephyr made her way to him crawling across the black clad mattress to rest in her usual spot. She lad her head on his chest right above his heart and involuntarily released a calming sigh from her chest. Jacques carelessly played with Zephyrs jungle of hazel ringlets as they just laid together. Placing a kiss to his chest Zephyr was the first one to speak.

" Do you know how proud I am of you ?" She had to ask as if it was a question because she honestly believed that he didn't know how proud he truly made her.

" I would like to think so. Your approval is something that matters to me so I would hope to only do right by you. "

" You do right by me just by breathing everyday Baby Jacques. I'm so fucking proud of you I can't even seem to fathom it sometimes. " The pair made eye contact with one another for a brief second before Travis reached his down and stole a kiss from her lips.

" The feeling is most definitely mutual my little dove. " Jacques said while continuing to play in her hair.

It was only 7:30 in the morning and the sun was barely up. Jacques reached in between the pillows and grabbed the remote and almost mechanically turning the television on and locking it to Boomerang. Zephyrs favorite show was on as usual. Looney Tunes. It was something about how it felt that made Zephyr fall in love with the show so deeply. Sometimes she couldn't even fall asleep without the sounds of the wacky activities playing through out the room.

Zephyr noticed what Jacques had done and silently thanked him by placing another soft kiss to his chest. Only thirty minutes into the show did she fall asleep again to the sounds of Porky Pig traveling through paintings by Salvador Dalí looking for the dodo bird. Jacques followed soon after her his body catching up to him again. He guess he would just get use to the tiredness because if this is what he'd have to endure to keep his promise then he would do it a thousand times over.