Keith stared out the window. The sun was barely starting to come up. It turned the sky fluorescent pink, and vibrant orange. He loved sunrises. His hair was in a messy ponytail like he usually had it in to sleep, and he was playing with it. He heard stirring from the bed across the room.
"Heh. You look better in my shirt than I do. And that's saying something." Lance's sleepy voice quietly hummed through the still morning air.
"Why are you up so early? Is everything okay?"
He stood, and walked over to where Keith was standing. He kissed his shoulder and the base of his neck as he wrapped his arms around him.
Keith smiled. "Of course. I just like to watch the sunrise."
Lance nodded. "Okay. Care if I join you?"
Keith chuckled. "Definitely not."
They both smiled, and watched the sun slowly rise in comfortable silence.
Lance yawned. "Okay. The sun is up now. Can we go back to bed?"
Keith laughed, and turned to face him, wrapping his arms around his neck. "Yes, we can go back to bed."
Lance kissed his nose. "Good. Because I'm not moving for at least another hour."
He pulled Keith back into the bed, and wrapped him in his arms. "Goodnight."
Keith smiled. "Goodnight, dork."