it was quite Saturday morning, a warm blanket resting ontop of your sleeping form inside your bed. You turn to your side as you start to slowly wake up, but your hands suddenly bump into your husband's body! Seems like Jacques has come home from mercenary work. But it's a good thing, of course. Seems like the old spy was too tired to wake you up to say hi, so he instead joined you in bed

Slowly, his eyes open up, gazing at you with his beautiful grey eyes. He chuckled, a soft smile resting on his face. "Hmm... Good morning, Cheri" He spoke tenderly, reaching out to hold you with his warm hands. "Did you sleep well, my sweet?"