--: Author's POV :--
The morning light slowly filtered through the heavy velvet curtains, transforming the silver shadows of the night into a soft, golden warmth. Inside the master suite, the world remained entirely still.
Jay-Jay stirred faintly, her body aching in a dull, pleasant way that immediately brought the intense memories of the previous night rushing back into her mind. She blinked her eyes open, her vision adjusting to the bright morning. The familiar, soothing scent of lavender and clean silk enveloped her, but it was the solid, radiating heat directly behind her that made her feel completely safe.
Keifer's massive arm was still locked possessively around her waist, his fingers curled slightly over her hip. He had pulled her so close against his broad, bare chest that there wasn't a single breath of air between them. Even in his sleep, his hold on her was unyielding, an unspoken vow that he had no intention of ever letting her go.
Keifer woke up the moment Jay-Jay shifted in his arms. His dark eyes flickered open, completely alert, though his features remained soft as he looked down at the girl tangled in his embrace. He didn't move his arm; instead, he tightened his grip just a fraction, pulling her back completely flush against him.
"You're awake," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly morning rumble that vibrated directly against her spine.
Jay-Jay hid her face in the pillows, her cheeks instantly warming up. "Mmm... what time is it?" she whispered, her voice still thick with sleep.
"Late enough," Keifer replied smoothly. He leaned down, burying his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the sweet, clean scent of her skin before pressing a lingering, warm kiss right below her ear.
"Keiferrr, stop... it tickles," she whined softly, though she didn't try to pull away. Instead, she slowly turned around in his arms, her wide, dazed eyes meeting his intense gaze.
He looked devastatingly handsome in the morning light—his dark hair slightly messy, his jawline shadowed with a faint stubble, and his lips parted in a rare, barely noticeable smile. His fingers reached up, gently brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face before tracing the faint, dark mark he had left on her collarbone the night before.
"Are you still tired?" he asked, his tone dropping into a velvety, serious register.
"A little," Jay-Jay admitted, her face turning pink as she looked down at his bare chest. "My whole body feels heavy. It's your fault anyway."
A low, deep chuckle rumbled through Keifer's chest, a sound that always made Jay-Jay's heart skip a beat. "I told you not to expect me to stop, Mrs. Watson. I was just keeping my promise."
"Gagoo, don't remind me!" Jay-Jay squeaked, her hands flying up to cover her face as the embarrassing memories of her loud moans and her hands unbuttoning his pants flashed before her eyes. "You were way too detailed last night!"
Keifer gently but firmly pulled her hands away from her face, trapping her wrists against the mattress on either side of her head, mimicking the position from the night before. He leaned down until his lips were mere inches from hers, a wicked, teasing smirk playing on his lips. "I'm only detailed when it comes to you, Jay. Besides, the room is completely clean, the sheets are fresh, and the girls' gift is safely put away. You have nothing to be embarrassed about."
"Except the fact that you literally teased me about getting pregnant!" she retorted, her eyes round as she glared at him playfully.
"And I stood by my words," Keifer muttered deadpan, his eyes flashing with pure amusement. "I know exactly what to do. Do you want a demonstration this morning?"
"KEIFERRRRRR! No! Absolutely not!" Jay-Jay wailed, her face exploding into a heat wave so intense she thought she might melt right into the mattress. She frantically kicked her legs under the duvet, trying to break free from his heavy frame. "Let me go! I need to check my phone! The boys are probably spamming the group chat already!"
Keifer let out another soft laugh, finally releasing his grip on her wrists but keeping his arm heavily draped over her waist so she couldn't actually escape the bed. He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing her phone and handing it to her with a calm, unbothered expression.
The moment the screen lit up, Jay-Jay's jaw dropped completely. The group chat was an absolute war zone, and every single one of them was active.
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👑 MADHOUSE 👑
> Ci-N: JAY-JAY!!! ARE YOU AWAKE?? IS THE BABY ALREADY THERE?! Can I be the godfather? I bought a toy car already!! 🍼😭🚘
> Rakki: Ci-N, for the hundredth time, shut up! It takes nine months, you absolute idiot! Let them sleep, they probably had a long night handling Watson business!🤭
> Eman: Guys, forget the baby. The catering team let me take three giant boxes of the leftover premium wagyu beef back to my place. I am currently eating it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Jay-Jay, your husband is officially the goat for funding this food. I'm putting it on my restaurant menu next week! 🥩🔥
> Drew: Yo, did the King survive the night or did Jay-Jay accidentally knock him out with a pillow? @Keifer give us a sign of life if you're still ruling the territory. 😂
> Felix: Statistically speaking, the probability of Keifer being incapacitated by Jay-Jay is less than five percent, even under domestic conditions. However, Rory managed to completely spill punch over his suit during the after-party, which was highly predictable.
> Rory: IT WAS JUST A FEW DROPS, FELIX! Why is everyone attacking my coordination at 7 AM?! Jay-Jay, tell them to leave me alone! 😭❌
> Kit: @Rory because you have no chill man! Anyway, it's wild to think our King and Queen are officially bound by a legal marriage certificate now. Nobody can mess with them.
> Mayo: Damn right! From high-stakes district battles to a massive royal wedding. Section E rules the world forever! We need to throw an anniversary party already! 🦅👑
> Freya: @Jay-Jay 👀 spill the tea right now! Did you actually unpack the box we left by the lamp? Was the black lace as devastating as we promised? Tell me he didn't make you sleep early! ✨
> Naomi: Freya, give her a break, it's way too early for your interrogation! (But honestly, Jay... call me later when you're alone, I need to know his expression lol)
> Freya: Back off, Naomi, the best-friend privilege belongs to me! @Jay-Jay don't you dare plot our murder today. We just want to make sure the Watson bloodline stays secure. Grazel needs someone to play with very soon! 😉🖤
> Yuri: Stop fighting you twooo!!😮💨
> Edrix: Freya is currently laughing like a villain while typing that. My condolences to your peace of mind, Keifer. Happy morning to you both.
> Calix: Congratulations again, Keif and Jay. Hope the estate is quiet today. Don't burst Keiran and Keigan's eardrum from all the screaming!!😏🤭
> Mica: You looked absolutely breathtaking last night, Jay-Jay! It really felt like a fairytale come true. Don't let the boys ruin your morning! 🌸
> Josh: Yo! The reception was wild, but Section E definitely tore up the dance floor. My legs are completely dead. Who's awake for a morning drag race to clear the hangover?
> Denzel: Let them rest, Josh. Today belongs entirely to their privacy. Sincerest congratulations to the Watson couple.
> Grace: Agreed. Let them enjoy their first morning as husband and wife. Grazel is still talking about how beautiful her Godmother looked. She literally woke up asking if she could visit her beautiful Godmother again today. 🥰
> Blaster: @Keifer @Jay-Jay did you guys listen to the track on the silver pendrive yet? I spent weeks in the studio ignoring everyone just to finish that melody. Let me know if it hit right when you were alone. 🎵🎧
> Eren: Yeah, he literally locked himself away for that track. It better be a masterpiece! Congratulations again, you two!
> Ella: Congratulations, both of you, so happy for you! 💖
> Gorya: Congratulations, Jay-Jay! Seriously, you look completely stunning in that dress. Thyme is still complaining about how you guys left early before he could discuss more "business alignments" though. 🙄
> Thyme: Hey! I am a busy man, Watson needs to know that being married doesn't mean the F4 alignments slow down! But fine, the wedding was acceptable. Good job, Watson.
> Kaning: Ignore Thyme's corporate headache, Jay-Jay! 🙄 You deserve a relaxing morning after such an intense day. Tell Keifer to turn off his phone and take care of you properly! Sending you endless hugs! 💕✨
> Kavin: @Kaning I second that advice. Keifer, you've spent years managing the chaos of the district. Take a back seat today and let your new title handle the work. May your morning be exceptionally peaceful. ☕🎩
> MJ: Oh, come on, Kavin, peace is way too boring for the Watson estate! 😂 @Jay-Jay, if the chief is already back to his cold, quiet settings, lock him out of the room! F4 is on standby to back you up. Enjoy your forever, Queen! 💥☠️
> Yuri: Completely agree! Don't let his serious face dictate the household rules now, Jay. You officially hold the throne. Enjoy the quiet before Section E crashes the mansion later this week! 🙌🏡
> Ren: A brand new dawn for the kingdom. Take your time adjusting to the quiet, you two. May the light that was on your faces last night stay permanent. Have a beautiful first morning. 🌌🕊️
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--: Jay-Jay's POV: --
I stared at the screen, my eyes widening with every single line we read together. Keifer's chin was resting right on top of my head, his dark eyes calmly scanning the absolute madness flooding the screen. By the time my eyes hit Freya's text about the black lace and Calix's teasing about screaming, my face burned so violently hot I thought I was going to melt right into the mattress.
Before he could tease me about it, I forcefully reached out and slapped the phone face-down onto the nightstand, completely shutting off the screen.
Without saying a word, I scrambled backward and buried my face straight into Keifer's bare, solid chest, wrapping my arms tightly around his torso to completely hide my blushing face from his sight. The steady, calm thumping of his heartbeat echoed beneath my cheek, a stark contrast to the absolute chaos in my own chest.
"I am going to change my name, pack my bags, and move to a completely different country," I muttered into his skin, my voice muffled and full of sheer desperation. "They are completely, entirely insane. Every single one of them! I can never look at them in the face again!"
Keifer didn't move away. Instead, a low, deep vibration rumbled through his bare chest as a dark, incredibly playful smirk spread across his lips. His large hand slowly moved up my back, his fingers tracing soft patterns against my skin beneath the oversized shirt, making me shiver.
"Change your name?" Keifer murmured smoothly, his gravelly morning voice dripping with pure amusement right above my ear. "You literally just changed it yesterday, Jay. And you can move to a different country if you want... but you're taking the Watson name with you."
I squeezed my eyes shut, my face pressing harder into his chest. "Keifer! I am being serious!"
"So am I, wifey," he chuckled softly, the rare, deep sound of his laughter causing my stomach to do immediate, frantic backflips.
He shifted slightly, his grip on my waist tightening in a possessive, unyielding hold as he looked down at the back of my neck. "Besides, if we actually go through with Freya and Yuri's suggestions... changing your identity won't help you outrun a baby bump in nine months."
"KEIFERRRRRRR!" I shrieked, my entire face exploding into a heat wave so intense I thought my hair might literally catch fire. I tried to push my hands against his chest to break free, but he didn't budge an inch.
Keifer just let out another low, thoroughly satisfied laugh, effortlessly catching my wrists and pinning them right back down against the mattress. Before I could yell at him again, he dragged the heavy duvet completely up over both of our shoulders, sealing us away from the noisy world in our own private, lavender-scented darkness.
"Let them talk," Keifer whispered against my lips, his tone dropping into that deep, commanding register that always made my knees go weak. "In this room, Section E doesn't exist. You're locked in my territory now, Mrs. Watson... and I don't plan on letting you out of this bed today."