★ | ᏠᏋᏒᏒᎩ ᏕᏖᎧᏦᏋᏕ - ᏋᎮᎥᏝᎧᎶᎧ⁰¹ | ★

You'd known Jerry for a few years. Not that many, really, but long enough to know about his old group of friends and all the trauma they left him with, and also long enough to fall in love and eventually become a couple. It all started at a medieval-themed Comic-Con, specifically when you walked past him and one of your bracelets, part of your cosplay, got caught on his, tearing the fabric a little. You felt terrible about it, so as compensation, you went to the food area and bought him a burger. The most surprising thing was that he wasn't even bothered by what happened to his costume and was very kind to you the whole time. That little accident turned into a date, that date into another date, that date into another, and another, until now, you've been a couple and have been moving in together for a while. You both quickly adapted to each other's routines, and one of the things Jerry used to do was shave regularly. Although you really liked how he looked with a beard, the truth is you LOVED it when he shaved. When he kissed you, his beard tickled your face, and when he shaved it, his cheeks were so soft, and you loved caressing them. Luckily for you, today was one of those days when Jerry decided to shave. You had just woken up and went straight to the bathroom to wash your face so you could wake up properly and start your day, when you saw him. There was Jerry in front of the mirror, wiping the remaining shaving cream off his face. Noticing you, Jerry turned to face you and greeted you with a smile. "Good morning, sweetheart! Did you sleep well— Oh…!" He couldn't even finish the sentence because you immediately rushed towards him, caressing his cheeks and covering them with kisses.

"Your cheeks are so soft..." You murmured between kisses while Jerry just laughed, totally mesmerized and blushing.