When I wanted to realize it, we had already completed a year as a couple. Jenna continued to receive many projects and together with her agent, we reviewed what the stories were about, her characters and what her role would be in addition to the amount of money she would receive. She at that time was so professional that she looked like a veteran as she went through all the papers.I simply gave her my opinion, she was the one who had to decide which ones she would do and which ones she would not. She already had a really high cache because everything she did made her a success. Although it was all due to the great professionalism and on top of it that she works very hard, ending up in the wee hours of the morning on many occasions. There were weeks where we barely saw each other because of her work, but she felt happy and fulfilled to be satisfied with how the shots turned out.

"Finally free time," she said in loose, comfortable clothes, throwing herself down on the sofa."How are you feeling?" I handed him a soda."Exhausted, but I've already gotten rid of several projects," she replied, drinking casually.-I am glad to hear—And you? —She asked —how are you at work?—Well, yesterday we had a lot of work, but we were able to get ahead—she said, putting out her arm—now to enjoy with my girl.

We gave each other a little kiss and put on Disney Plus.

"Watching the competition?" She laughed at my bad jokes.

We spent two relaxed days, without meeting anyone. She was happy to be able to walk around the house without worrying about the paparazzi or anything, just that we were going to have lunch or dinner. But we always end up snacking on fast food, which wasn't that healthy but was very good.One of the best things was watching the second season of Wednesday together. She, already knowing what was happening, asked me if she wanted me to tell the end, all this between laughs. Jenna watched my face at all times during the episodes, trying to see my reaction in the strongest moments of the series. I wanted to see the next one and she said that she should wait a bit because otherwise she would see everything at once.

But all good things come to an end and she had to go on a trip to conduct interviews and promote her new projects. She was beautiful with the dresses that she bought for the occasion, she had me more in love every day, if that was possible.Some of my closest friends or coworkers asked me why I didn't leave that job and live her life with her. But my answer was always the same.

"She has worked a lot to get there, those interviews are her moments of effort and she has me when she needs the most, when she leaves that facet of her life," she said with a smile.

Many times she would rush home from work to turn on the television so she could watch it. She took some photos and then sent him a message. She said that she didn't have to see all of them or that she ran away, that she could see it later, but I liked being live. She no longer asked so many questions about me. Something that relieved me more for her than for me, I wanted everything to be hers because of her work and not because she was her partner.When she got home after not seeing us for two weeks, the first thing she did after closing the door was put down her bags and come face to face with me.

"Hello," I didn't have time to say anything else since she climbed on top of me so that I almost fell to the ground and began to kiss me."I'm back," she said with a big smile.-How is everything?"Great, now...to the room."I blinked a couple of times."But you just got here." She took my hand and pulled me up.

It was one of the most fiery moments we had to date.Those days we received a visit from Emma and company in which we spent playing board games, having a drink and I prepared my apple pie. According to them, he was already one of the group and the family and if he needed anything, they would be happy to do it, in exchange for cakes of course.Although the day finally came when I agreed to go to an awards gala with her. He was dressed in a navy blue suit and black tie with brown shoes.That one clad in a yellow dress, white shoes and a blue necklace, she left me with my mouth open and asked me to close it while she laughed.

Upon arrival, people were excited to see her there but things increased when I got out of the car afterward to give the surprise. We held hands with her and she led me around the place. She was thankful that it was a little cold because otherwise she would be drenched in sweat. The presenter congratulated us and complimented us for looking so handsome and she was asking questions about the project when she suddenly looked at me.

"And what is it like to be with Jenna on a day-to-day basis?" he asked.-Something wonderful. We are very good together and it is incredible to be able to share moments with her.

Regarding the relationship, Jenna was the one who answered the most times so that my nerves could not get to me.

At the ceremony I sat with Emma and a few others whom I later asked for a photo.Jenna was awarded and gave a speech while I held back her tears of emotion to see her so happy. She cried a little when receiving the award for all her efforts. I also remembered that the last time she went to such an important gala, it was the death of my parents. But I had already assumed it, knowing that no matter how they looked at me, they would be proud to have a son who lived a happy life with the woman of her dreams.

The party ended in the wee hours of the morning, and we went home together to rest. I carried her in my arms while she smiled like an idiot and looked at me with those beautiful eyes that were always on my mind.Arriving in the bedroom, I left her on the bed and she began to undress.

"What a relief," she said after staying in her underwear, "you can't imagine how sweaty she was."—And me, this suit is much hotter than I thought.

We took a shower before going to sleep.In the days that followed, Jenna was giving an interview and revealing small details of her projects without revealing much. Something that I liked to see and that she never told me since it was a surprise, were the projects because although I gave my opinion, when she selected them, I was not present. When the trailers, posters and other images came out, I would always get a copy of her and put it in an envelope signed by her.

Over time, we became so close that one could finish the other's sentence without a problem. And so we continue, me with a job in the warehouses while she shot movies, gave interviews, promotions and other award galas.

But the real happiness was when we got home, sat on the sofa, hugged each other in silence while we watched a movie and that everything else was secondary, being happy in our own way. After all, happiness was in those little things.

End.

I hope you liked this fanfic since it's the first one I've made about Jenna :)

Now I will focus on Enid and Wednesday.