Jay slowly blinked awake, her lashes fluttering as the morning sun slipped through the small window of the bedroom.
Her body refused to move.
Why?
Because something-
No, someone was wrapped around her like a giant python that thought she was his personal pillow.
Jay frowned.
"Keifer ... " she whispered.
No answer.
She tried to wiggle her arm.
Nothing.
She tried moving her leg.
Blocked.
She sighed dramatically.
"Ugh. This man is literally a serpent."
He had one arm around her waist, one leg over hers, his face buried in her neck,and his entire body moulded against her like he was trying to fuse their souls.
Jay glared at the ceiling.
"Annoying man," she muttered.
Still no reaction.
Keifer was shamelessly asleep-
completely peaceful, glowing under the golden morning rays like some romantic movie hero.
Jay stared at him for a few seconds.
Then she whispered,
" ... Why are you this pretty in the morning?"
And even though I was annoyed, those warm golden rays made him look ...
unfairly beautiful.
Messy hair.
Relaxed expression.
Soft breathing.
I bit my lip and looked away, because if I kept staring at him, I'd start smiling like an idiot.
But my mind ..
My mind couldn't stay still.
Because yesterday felt like a dream.
A real, actual dream.
Being guided to his private jet.
Calling him crazy at least ten times.
Feeling my heart race the entire time because I didn't know what he was planning.
Last night,
I fell a little more.
Maybe a lot more.
I don't want to think about it.
I don't want him to know.
But waking up now, trapped in his arms, listening to his soft breathing-
I can't lie to myself anymore.
Even if he's annoying.
Even if he's dramatic.
Even if he's overprotective, clingy, chaotic, irritating-
He's mine.
And I'm his.
And that thought ...
that soft, warm thought ...
Feels like home.
Present moment
I was still stuck under his giant serpent-body when I felt him move.
At first, just a small twitch.
Then a stretch.
Then-
His arms tightened around me like he was trying to fuse our souls.
"Keifer-"
I whispered, half irritated, half dying of heat.
He made a sleepy sound.
A very dangerous sleepy sound.
Then he opened his eyes ...
slowly ...
dramatically ...
like he knew he was about to annoy me the moment consciousness
returned.
His gaze landed on me.
And he smirked.
Of course he did.
"Morning, Mrs Watson," he said in that deep voice people use when they've just woken up.
Shameless.
Unfiltered.
Illegal.
I looked away. "Get off me. I can't move."
"But why would I get off," he said, tightening his grip even more, "when I have the world's most beautiful pillow right here?"
He nuzzled my shoulder.
Literally NUZZLED.
"Keifer-stop-"
"Hmm? What did you say? Hold you tighter? Okay."
"I DID NOT-"
He suddenly flipped us so easily that I ended up half on his chest, and he grinned at me like the menace he is.
"I know you like waking up in my arms."
I slapped his shoulder.
"Stop making up things."
"Jay," he said, putting a hand behind his head like he was posing for a magazine, "you were staring at me for a full minute before I woke up." Froze.
How did he-
He was ASLEEP.
"I ... I was NOT!"
"You were literally checking me out," he said. "Like my face was the sunrise."
"I was checking if you're breathing!"
He gasped dramatically.
"What a caring wife. First day of marriage and already obsessed."
"I'm going to throw you in the ocean."
He chuckled and brushed a finger near my cheek.
"You can't even move your legs. How will you throw me?"
...
He had a point.
A very annoying point.
Then he leaned closer, eyes full of mock seriousness.
"Also, you look cute when you're angry".
My breath caught.
His flirting skills are just top-notch.
And his grin became even more shameless.
"Jay ... are you blushing?"
"I AM NOT-"
He tapped my nose.
"My adorable liar."
I swear I could hear the universe laughing at me.
Then his voice softened-just a little, but enough to melt something inside my chest.
"I woke up, and the first thing I saw was you," he whispered, "and for a moment ... I thought I was dreaming again."
He was smiling.
Not teasing.
Not dramatic.
Just ... soft.
The Keifer who loved me for all these years.
The Keifer who waited.
The Keifer whom my heart chose every single time.
"Don't look at me like that," I mumbled, "it's embarrassing."
"Then stop being so beautiful in the morning."
"Keifer-"
He pulled me closer again.
"Hmm?"
"You're annoying."
"I know," he said, completely proud.
"Your husband is annoyingly in love with you."
The moment I tried to sit up, my whole body screamed at me.
And before I could even process the pain, this man-
THIS MAN- leaned on his elbow and said in the most shameless tone:
"Mutya, you can't walk. Remember what I did with you last night?"
I blinked.
Then blinked again.
A wholememory bombb exploded in my brain.
"Oh-OH-YES, YOU IDIOT. YOU-YOU STUPID MAN!"
Keifer burst out laughing like he didn't just ruin my peaceful morning.
"Aww, my baby looks so beautiful in my shirt," he said, completely ignoring my anger.
I looked down.
Of course, I was wearing his oversized shirt.
Of course, it looked like a dress on me.
And of course, he was staring like I was the best view of his life.
"I'm literally in pain, and you're admiring my clothes?"I snapped.
He shrugged, grinning like a shameless serpent.
"Of course. I know you'll be okay the moment I give you your phone and food."
"My phone?"
I narrowed my eyes.
"Yeah," he said. "Once you start yapping with your friends-"
"I DO NOT-"
"And munching your favourite lechon-"
I paused.
Because ... yeah, okay, the lechon part was true ...
He raised a brow at me.
"See? You're already thinking about it."
"Ahm-hmm
Keifer chuckled, reached out, and gently flicked my nose with his finger.
"Stop that!"
I swatted his hand away.
He ignored me.
Of course he did.
He leaned in, kissed me softly on the lips, then on the forehead.
So gentle.
So warm.
So unfair.
"Because I'm your responsible hubby."
I stared at him.
He stared back, proud like he just solved world hunger.
And I swear, if Iweren'tt in pain, I would've thrown a pillow at his face. And buried him alive.
A whole list of abusive words came out of my mouth like a broken tap.
Keifer didn't even flinch.
Not even one eyebrow moved.
He just smiled like a peaceful monk and said:
"Take rest, my queen."
Then he held out two tiny tablets.
I stared at them suspiciously.
"Okay ... what's your plan?" I asked sharply.
Keifer's lips curled into that evil-soft-smirk of his.
"Oh? Someone is ... conscious about something."
"SO WHAT!" I snapped. "I'm a responsible human, hello? I can't kill another human accidentally!"
He choked on his own laugh.
"It's just for the pain, Mutya."
"Oh."
I swallowed the medicine with a dramatic sigh as if I was sacrificing myself for the kingdom.
And then-
THEN-
This annoying serpent of a husband sat beside me and started massaging my legs.
I froze.
"You're so annoying," I grumbled. "First, you give me pain, then you do this so you look like a green forest angel. NO. YOU'RE NOT."
He chuckled, fingers warm on my skin, gentle in the most teasing way.
"Then what should I do," he murmured, "so my queen will be happy?"
I puffed my cheeks like a kid.
"Give me food," I said instantly.
"And my phone.
And ... carry me everywhere.
And don't let me fall.
And buy me pearls.
And ... and ... hold my hand.
AND-"
I stopped because he was staring at me.
Completely lost.
Completely gone.
Like every cute thing I said just melted his entire brain.
His voice came out low, soft, and dangerously in love.
"I swear," he said, brushing my hair off my face, "you're the sweetest thing I've ever seen."
My cheeks burned.
"Shut up," I muttered.
But he kept looking at me like I hung the stars above his whole world.
The pain?
Still there.
But having him beside me?
Yeah.
My heart didn't stand a chance.
Keifer tucked Jay's phone into her hands with a gentle tap on her palm.
Keifer: "Here, my queen. I'll cook something delicious for you. Try not to roast anyone online while I'm gone, okay?"
He winked and walked toward the kitchen of their island home, humming like the most annoyingly happy husband on earth.
Jay groaned, sank into the pillows, and unlocked her phone..
Jay: "Okay ... let's see how badly the world is stalking us today."
The moment the home screen loaded, her eyes widened.
Her WhatsApp blew up.
104 unread messages.
Jay blinked.
Jay: "Oh God ... not this."
She opened the family group first.
Mom: "Are you okay ?? Why didn't you tell us ?? Send pictures."(Like, WTF she wants to see)
Gemma: "Girl. GIRL. GIRRRRL. WE NEED TO TALK."
Jay sighed and mumbled dramatically at the screen:
Jay: "Yes, hello, this is Jay, your local tired married woman, please relax ... "
Then she opened the BEST FRIENDS chat.
Instant regret.
Every single soul in Section E was teasing her and talking about the wedding.
Jay covered her face with her hands and groaned into the pillow.
Jay: "Why am I surrounded by clowns, every single one of them ... "
The moment Keifer stepped into the kitchen, he released the breath he didn't even know he had been holding.
And then-
His foot slipped a little on the tiled floor.
He almost fell.
Like- arms flailing, life flashing, dramatic telenovela background music almost starting.
He caught himself on the counter.
Keifer: "GOOD LORD-"
He pressed a hand on his chest.
Then he whispered to himself with a stupid, soft smile:
"I love my life."
He stood there for a second, staring at the ceiling, and let the warmth spread across his whole body.
His wife - HIS wife - was lying on their bed, rolling her eyes at him,calling him annoying, and loving him same time.
And he felt like the luckiest idiot on Earth.
He opened the fridge, but instead of grabbing anything, he leaned on the door and smiled again like a lovesick fool.
Keifer (thinking):
How did I get her? Seriously ... how?
Years of loving this girl.
Years of dreaming about waking up next to her.
And now it's real.
He laughed softly to himself.
Keifer: "I swear, she could insult me infinite times, and I'll still cook for her."
He grabbed a pan, humming happily.
Keifer (thinking):
She doesn't even know ... every time she looks at me with that annoyed
face, She's still the cutest thing I've ever seen.
He shook his head, still smiling like a man who had lost all his brain cells to love.
Keifer: "Mutya ... if only you knew how badly I love you."
He started preparing food, movements slow and gentle, because his thoughts were full of her-
How she scrunched her nose when she was irritated.
How she looked so tiny wearing his oversized shirt.
How she pretended to be annoyed at his teasing but secretly loved it.
How she trusted him enough to be vulnerable, loud, soft, dramatic - all of it.
He bit his lip, smiling like a teenager.
Marriage is supposed to be scary ...
But with her, it just feels like home.
He stirred the pan, still lost in his thoughts.
He let out a soft laugh.
Keifer: "I love my life. I love my wife. I'm done for. Completely."
He continued cooking, full of joy, full of love, full of ridiculous husband energy.
Jay had barely finished scrolling through the chaos on her phone when Keifer suddenly appeared at the doorway - hair messy, shirt loose, eyes sparkling like he already planned something stupid.
Keifer: "Mutyaaaa~"
Before she could ask, "What now?", he gently scooped her into his arms.
Jay: "Keifer! I can walk, you idiot-"
Keifer: "Nope. You said you're in pain, remember? Responsible hubby mode activated."
Jay bonked her forehead on his shoulder in frustration.
Jay: "Deactivate yourself."
He just laughed, carrying her all the way until they reached the bathroom.
Then he lifted her onto the cold marble slab like she was a fragile golden
egg.
Jay: "You're overreacting."
Keifer: "Yup. And?"
Then he turned to the sink, grabbed her toothbrush, and squeezed toothpaste onto it with exaggerated care, like he was performing a sacred ritual.
Jay stared.
Jay: "Keifer ... I can do that myself."
He froze dramatically.
Looked back at her
with the most HEARTBROKEN puppy face ever.
Keifer: "Oh. Okay ... "
slowly puts the brush down
" ... guess you don't need me."
Jay squinted.
Jay: "Stop acting like I just broke up with you."
He crossed his arms and leaned against the sink, staring at her with wide eyes like a 95% cute puppy, 5% shameless husband.
Keifer: "I just wanted to help my wife brush her little teeth."
Jay: "STOP STARING!"
He didn't blink.
She groaned and covered her face.
Jay: "I look like a HALF WITCH right now.
A sleep-deprived, island-stranded, broken-legged witch.
Please let me brush my teeth in peace."
He gasped softly.
Keifer: "Mutya ... even if you became a full witch, I would still ask you to Marry me."
Jay threw a hand towel at him.
He dodged, laughing.
Jay: "If I get a cavity because of you, and can't eat chocolates and cake-
I WILL KILL YOU."
He dramatically pointed at himself.
Keifer: "Kill ME? Mutya, your cavity will be my inheritance. At least leave me a goodbye kiss before you murder me."
She stared at him.
"You're impossible."
Keifer (smirking): "But I'm YOUR impossibility."
Jay rolled her eyes so hard she saw her ancestors..
She finally grabbed the toothbrush, leaned forward, and began brushing.
But Keifer?
No.
He didn't move.
He just stood there, leaning against the wall, arms folded, staring at her with soft eyes like she was the sunrise.
Jay (muffled while brushing): "Stop. Staring."
Keifer: "I can't."
She spit the foam, wiped her mouth, and glared.
Jay: "Why?"
He walked closer and lifted her chin gently.
His voice went soft-soft.
Keifer:
"Because even when you're scolding me ...
even when you look like you want to punch me ... even with toothpaste on your lips ...
You're still the cutest thing I've seen in my entire life."
Jay blinked.
The blush attacked her like an ambush.
Jay: "Keifer ... stop saying stupid romantic things, and it was worst flirting lines..
He poked her cheek.
Keifer: "They're not stupid. You just get shy."
Jay: "I do NOT-"
He kissed her forehead.
Keifer: "My grumpy queen."
Jay: "Shut up."
He kissed the tip of her nose.
Keifer: "My half witch."
Jay: "KEIFER-"
He kissed her cheek.
Keifer: "My morning sunshine."
She hid her face in her hands, and he laughed.
Keifer: "Come on, Mutya. Let's get you some breakfast before you try to fight me again."
Jay: "I'm still mad."
Keifer: "I know. That's why you're cute."
She smacked his shoulder.
He hugged her tighter.
Keifer suddenly bent down, slid an arm under her legs and another around her back-
Jay: "KEIFER -! "
And in one smooth swoop, she was up in his arms again, bridal-style.
Jay: "Put me down! I can walk!"
Keifer: "I know." smirks
"That's why I'm not letting you."
She wanted to kick him, but she also secretly loved the warm, secure feeling of being carried ... not that she would EVER admit it.
He gently placed her on the soft bed like she was made of crystal.
Before she could protest again, he suddenly tied something around her neck.
Jay blinked.
An apron.
A very pink apron.
Jay: "WHAT. IS. THIS."
Keifer: "Insurance."
Jay: "I DO NOT EAT LIKE A HUNGRY MONSTER."
He crossed his arms and raised a judgmental eyebrow.
Keifer: "Mutya ... whenever you wear WHITE, you spoil it. Without fail.
It's basically your special talent."
Jay gasped like he insulted her entire bloodline.
Jay: "I'm not a kid!"
Keifer: "Oh yessss you are."
He said it without even looking at her, casually adjusting the apron bow like he was preparing a toddler for messy painting class.
Jay glared.
He didn't care.
He was humming while cooking the food tray.
She folded her arms.
Jay: "Keifer, remove this apron RIGHT NOW."
He walked back with a bowl and a spoon.
Keifer: "Nope."
Jay: "I AM NOT A CHILD."
Keifer: "Good.
Then you won't mind your responsible husband feeding you."
Jay's jaw DROPPED.
Jay: "KEIFER-NO."
He sat on the bed beside her and scooped some food dramatically.
Keifer: "Say ahh~"
Jay: "NO!"
Keifer:
"Mutya.
You're in pain.
I'm your husband.
Let me be sweet."
Jay: dies inside
Jay: "I hate when you become excessively sweet. It's so weird."
He tasted one bite himself just to tease her.
Keifer: "My sweetness is weird? Really? That's funny because last night ______
Jay: "SHUT UP. OPEN THE EARTH. SWALLOW ME."
He laughed so loud she wanted to throw the pillow at him.
Then he held the spoon close to her lips again..
Keifer: "Come on. For me."
Her heart did a little flip, but she pretended not to feel.
With the world's most dramatic sigh, she opened her mouth.
He fed her.
Smiling softly.
Watching her like she was the only thing he ever wanted.
Jay (muttering): "You're annoying."
Keifer: "But you're eating."
Jay: "Because you'll never stop bothering me otherwise."
Keifer: "Exactly. Good job, my queen."
She punched his shoulder lightly.
He kissed her forehead instantly as an apology.
Keifer:
"I love taking care of you.
Even when you pretend to hate it."
Jay looked away to hide her blush.
Jay: "I-I don't pretend."
He lifted her chin with one finger.
Keifer: "Yes, you do."
She opened her mouth to deny it, but he slipped another spoon of food in.
Jay: speechless, chewing rage
He leaned in, whispered against her ear:
Keifer: "I love spoiling you, Mutya. Get used to it."
Her heart went BOOM-BOOM-BOOM.
She glared, and he winked.
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