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president kennedy as your husband ۫ ꣑ৎ.ᐟ

⋆ . ࿔ ˚ despite how busy he was, jack always made time for you somehow. even if it meant pulling you into an empty hallway in the white house just to kiss you for a few seconds before another meeting.

⋆ . ࿔ ˚ he loved hearing your opinion on speeches before he gave them. late nights in the residence would often turn into the two of you sitting together while he read drafts aloud, loosening his tie halfway through when he noticed you getting sleepy.

⋆ . ࿔ ˚ jack was incredibly protective over your privacy. being first lady meant the public wanted to know everything about you, and he hated how invasive people could be.

⋆ . ࿔ ˚ even during tense political moments, he always tried to keep things light around you. teasing you under the table at dinners, whispering jokes during events, grinning whenever he managed to make you laugh in front of important guests.

⋆ . ࿔ ˚ he constantly stole little moments of affection whenever possible. a hand on your waist while walking past, kissing your knuckles during car rides, pulling you closer beside him during long flights.

⋆ . ࿔ ˚ even though the sex became less frequent when he got into office, he still takes his time with you, worshipping every part of your body like you're a goddess.