AN: The ideas I'm getting when I'm up early ... :shakes head:
DC: CLAMP's.
Early mornings
Doumeki was woken by the sound of a hair-dryer. A glance at the clock told him it was early. Too early to even consider getting up. He tried to go back to sleep but it was a futile attempt due to the annoyingly obtrusive buzzing. He slowly rose from the futon intending to shut the damn thing up.
"Oi." the unwillingly woken boy said, which earned him a glare as he peered into the little bathroom. There Watanuki was busy pulling a sock over the end of aforementioned hair-dryer. Ignoring the indignant look of the bespectacled boy Doumeki prompted: "What are you doing?" Watanuki rolled his eyes as if the answer was obvious. "Warming my socks." he replied emphasizing every word. "What do you want?" he enquired, followed by another glare. The archer didn't respond instead he wrapped his arms around the slender boys waist and rested his chin on one delicate shoulder. "Why are you warming your socks?" he asked sounding half asleep. "I've got cold feet, idiot!" "Come back to bed then, I'll warm your feet." Doumeki suggested, absent-mindedly studying their reflection in the mirror.
"I can't." Watanuki pulled away to put on his nicely warmed socks and his boyfriend frowned and looked at him questioningly. Watanuki sighed and then elaborated: "I can't because I've got to prepare your damn bento!" He shot Doumeki one last glare and stomped off towards the kitchen.
