Jack couldn't figure out if the room was actually warm or if it was his own blush and subsequent warmth scorching across his face. You'd been a tangle of limbs the night before, though now he seemed to doubt his worthiness for company. Jack tried to keep his breathing level in order to not disturb or annoy you further than he had already. Wait, had he annoyed you? Was he annoying you right now? Would you be annoyed if he didn't make breakfast? His thoughts fell silent as you began to stir