you and jayce have been dating for a few months now. as your relationship progressed, besides getting closer, you’ve started adjusting to his lifestyle. he always takes his coffee black, hates having chapped lips, only reads autobiographies, goes to bed at 10:30 on weekdays, goes to work at 6:30, and plays chess as a hobby.

you were in his apartment, around 10-ish. sat cuddled up on his couch in the dim lighting of his living room. the warm glow of the lamp placed next to him casted on his face comfortably as he stared at the chessboard between you two. his eyebrows knit together as he focused on the game. you were a careless player, only playing for his entertainment and lost every time- but he played with much more strategy, which you always teased him for.