So every morning was the same procedure: Waking up to look each other in the eye and remarking that looking your best first thing in the morning was outright impossible. Or so Kotetsu thought at least while he rose from the way too comfortable mattress of Barnaby's expensive designer bed. Kotetsu's hair stuck in every possible direction while he made an effort to blink away the sleep, giving an unmotivated yawn in the process. Still pondering why the morning light had to be so terribly bright, Barnaby had already gone from opening his eyes to getting out of bed in one sweep motion. How the blonde managed to switch from sleep to being completely awake in a second always baffled Kotetsu. His partner was headed for the bathroom for sure to straight out his mussed locks and shave off the morning stubble that covered his otherwise smooth skin.
Shaving his beard, huh?
Kotetsu stroke his own chin with his usually cat-shaped beard, now conquered by light stubble all around his face, giving him the look of a proper hobo.
Wait, Bunny was shaving his stubble away?
Hell, no! Kotetsu didn't have the time to properly look at him this morning yet!
Jumping out of bed with a start, Kotetsu nearly fell face first to the floor as he stumbled over his own tangled legs. Fatality avoided by a hair's breadth, he rushed out of the bedroom to put his hands on Barnaby's shoulder just in time, before the blonde could apply any shaving foam to his face and start to decimate his facial hair.
"Kotetsu-san? Are you alright?"
The blonde was irritated by his partner, who huffed and puffed behind his back, his circulatory not quite awake enough to allow such sudden movements.
He lifted one finger to say something.
"Just a minute. Give me just one minute to look at you, okay?"
Barnaby's stare bordered to annoyence as he bore into his partner's eyes while the latter scanned his face and took all the details in. He loved the way the light stubble showed on the blonde's upper lip and circled its way around Barnaby's chin. It seemed to toughen his features, which was underlined by his roughed up hair hanging around his face. To Kotetsu, he looked good the way he was now, gorgeous even. A Barnaby, that was not styled up like a model but was kinda rough around the edges, baring a provoking look. Kotetsu felt the heat rising up to his cheeks and swallowed hard. He still found it impossible to look your best first thing in the morning - if your name wasn't Barnaby Brooks Jr. that is.
The man in question had schooled his features to being unimpressed by the intense stare he received from his partner. So this was all about looking him in the eye, was it not? Kotetsu did not actually WANT anything from him, did he? But he still dared to disrupt his time management in the morning. Punishment was required then. Seeing as Kotetsu obviously thought about something arousing while staring him in the eye, Barnaby tilted his head to plant a kiss on the other man's lips, deepening it as the other started to flail and muttered something in protest. But he had lost already, Barnaby's tongue had conquered his mouth, entangling his partner's tongue in the process, sucking and licking on the inside of the other's mouth.
Well, frankly speaking morning kisses weren't the most delicious kisses, but Barnaby enjoyed the way it made his partner's blood boil and him shivering in confusion and arousal at the same time.
"Be a good boy and prepare breakfast while I prepare myself."
That said the bathroom door clicked shut right infront of Kotetsu's nose. He was still in a daze. Barnaby with morning stubble, behaving just the way he had imagined only by looking at him. Maybe mornings weren't so bad after all.