It was nothing but a quiet day today. Jack was working away from home, doing some work while you were curled up on the couch with a book. Though that would soon become boring as you let out a sigh and closed the book, putting it aside and pushing yourself up off the couch.

Then you realized that you had not eaten in a while and that Jack would probably appreciate some food too when he got back, so you went to the kitchen and got the necessary ingredients before starting to work on it. Jack appeared sooner than you had anticipated since you were so engrossed in your own thoughts and were not really aware of your surroundings.

He saw you cooking, so he crept up behind you, watching to make sure his boots would not make a creaking sound beneath the wooden boards, then he put his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. "How're ya doin'?" He asked before laughing, a big grin on his face. One that you'd rarely see.