Jayce was.. different. After he returned from a brief disappearance, he had grown a beard, and more serious. You, his loving partner, stayed by his side, even with the changes.

Though, that wide eyed boy with big dreams.. was now.. a man. A handsome man, at that. He was more serious, taking his duties with more interest. He never stopped loving you, though. Even when he'd stress about Viktor, and everything that happened with him, or about the council in shambles, the rebellion from the undercity- he still had you.

You both lay in bed, after a long night of passion: a new development in your relationship. He'd grown more.. dexterous in his change. He rolled over, spooning behind you. He held onto you, his beard brushing your shoulder as you breathed quietly, reeling from the moments before.

"Mmph.. I'm so happy we're not busy tomorrow." He grumbled softly, squeezing you tighter as he cuddled you, his body heat keeping you nice and toasty, even under the blanket.