《Drugs You Should Try It》Chapter Six
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Zephyr's alarm clock sung fiercely trying hard to wake the sleeping duo. It was 10am the next morning and Zephyr and Jacques had been sleeping soundly tangled in each other. Somehow the pillows found new positions and Zephyr's bonnet was half way off her head and Jacques's braids surrounded his head as if he had a halo. The couple themselves were now laying horizontally in the queen sized bed. Zephyr hung loosely on Jacques with one leg wrapped securely around his waist and her head on his chest. Jacques had his arm secure around Z's waist. The two were peaceful and content in each other's embrace.
The alarm clocks screaming finally touched Zephyr's ears as she groaned waking up. An obvious scowl was etched into her face as she crawled her way to the edge of the bed opposite of her trying her best not to wake Jacques. Once successfully turning off the irritating noise Zephyr relaxed herself back against her best friend letting out a sigh of contentment.
She began to trace the random scatter of tattoos across his chest with her finger tips with the little nail that she did have scratching his skin softly every now and then. Zephyr couldn't keep the wonderful thoughts of him out of her head and they did nothing but bring a smile to her face. She just wish she could muster up enough faith to tell him how she really felt. Even though the two halves were never apart and they practically defined the meaning of best friends. She just couldn't bring herself to speak up she couldn't distract Jacques from his dreams while she tried to make moves on her emotions.
Jacques eyes opened slowly and the first thing he saw and felt was Zephyr. Her curly mane was blocking the view of her face but he felt her finger tips glide lightly over the tattoos he had on his chest. A calming breath left his lungs as peacefulness washed over him. Things like this made Jacques happier than the man on the moon. He genuinely loved when he and Zephyr were like this. He wanted to be like this always with her as his girlfriend and eventually wife in the future. But he couldn't make his move now he had plans he wanted to be able to give Zephyr the world and make sure she was taken care of at all times. He had to fulfill his promise first but until then he was content with this.
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" Having fun there Z ? " Jacques spoke making it known that he was up.
Zephyr looked up and smiled at her friend letting go of a giggle as she looked into his chocolate orbs. " Good Morning. "
Jacques mentally died in his mind. Zephyrs morning voice was one of his weaknesses. His voice was the perfect mixture of husky and soft. He couldn't help but wonder what she would sound under him moaning his name as he made love to her. Fuck what is this girl doing to me .....
" How'd you sleep Baby Jacques ? "
" Wonderful little bird. " he pecked the tip of her nose and smiled down at her.
" Little bird ? " Zephyr raised a perfectly arched eyebrow at her best fiend.
" Yeah little bird. You're my little bird my little dove. " Jacques explained himself as her played with Zephyrs coils.
" If I'm little bird it's only right that you're big bird. " she giggled knowingly Jacques wouldn't go for that nickname knowing it was the name of his least favorite Sesame Street character.
" Hell nah Z fuck outta here with the shits "
" Boy !" Zephyr thumped Jacques nose before quickly getting up and arming herself with the first pillow she saw.
" Zephyr Rene Laveaux. Girl I'm gone beat the goof out of you. " Jacques sat up on his elbows and looked at the curly haired lioness he called his best friend. The oversized band shirt that she had on reached her knees and her hair was all over the place since she long abandoned her bonnet. Jacques couldn't keep himself from taking in every inch of the queen he called his best friend. Damn how did I get this lucky ....
" Yeah yeah whatever Jacques. Get up kid we're having a lazy day. " He watched closely as she hopped off the bed ever so graciously and made her way to the bathroom.
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Jacques fell back on to the bed and off his elbows covering his face with his hands. Letting out a breath of air and a frustrated groan he flipped over planting his face into the pillow. He listened to Zephyrs calming voice sing along to New Edition as the faucet ran. He let out a laugh. Zephyr's music choices always surprised him for some reason there was never a dull moment when it came to her. One minute she was New Edition the next she was Iron Maiden and if she was feeling entirely great Kid Cudi would be fill the house.
Jacques let go of a another frustrating scream this time into the pillow to muffle the sound. Even though the attempt failed. After Zephyr finished brushing her teeth she was rinsing her mouth when she heard Jacques let out a muffled scream. Spitting out the warm water in her mouth into the sink she walked to the door way of the bathroom with her arms crossed. She looked at her friend and shook her head.
" Boy if you don't stop blowing holes into my damn pillows with that dragon breath. "
Without even looking Jacques reached around grabbing the nearest pillow and chucked it at Z's face.
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