A/N: GAAAHHHH. This used to be up on my profile already, titled as "Sunrise Fuck You". But it was pulled for having an inappropriate title, so I had to change it.

Just as an FYI, this whole pulling-of-fics from the site isn't actually what you think it is. Go to aspiringtoeloquence[.]tumblr[.]com/post/24361592634/important-re-mass-deletion-of-stories-on to learn more.

Anywho, thanks as always to my wonderful beta, Hope-Dream-Read. Characters belong to CP Coulter, Glee is Ryan Murphy's.

This short, fluffy oneshot is dedicated to three of my lunch-mates, Maia, Alex, and Jasmine.

Logan arched his back, waking up from his long, peaceful slumber. Well, to be honest, he hadn't slept that much last night, but that was a different thing entirely. He wrapped his arms back around the brunet that was he was spooning, and pulled him closer, an extremely soft moan at the back of his throat. It didn't take long for him to fall back asleep.

He re-awoke at 9:36 with a start. Shaking off the dream lingering in the corners of his eyes, he decided that the longer he puts off his homework, the less time he will have with his boyfriend. Slowly pulling himself off of said boyfriend, he got out of the room and closed the door.

10:05. 10:28. 10:57. 11:12.

How can Julian still be asleep? Logan thought, astounded. He didn't really want to wake the actor up, but the same logical thinking from earlier came flooding back, (if the diva doesn't get his ass out of bed and start working, they would have less time together). Logan stomped up the staircase and flung himself into his room, closing the door with an unceremonious bang.

"Rise and shine, Princess!" Logan said, voice close to yelling.

"Hnnnngggggg," moaned Julian, mashing his face deeper into his pillow. Logan rolled his eyes, and pulled the fluffy thing from beneath Julian's head.

"Look, Juju Bear!" Logan said, pulling the blinds open. The sunlight immediately flew in, slapping Julian in the eyes. "You have to get up, it's way past sunrise!" He added the last part with a dopey grin, playing the adorable-idiot boyfriend card.

"Fuck you!"

Logan guessed it didn't work. Shrugging, he peeled the covers off of Julian, and lifted him bridal style to the shower. He placed he too-tired-to-respond Julian inside, and immediately turned the water on full blast cold.

A shrieking, spluttering Julian emerged ten seconds later, taking his time getting out, (not wanting another split chin incident). He charged at Logan, full speed, but all Logan had to do was place a hand on his boyfriend's bare, wet chest to hold him back, and he was easily able to dodge Julian's blows. When Julian had calmed down enough to just be spitting mad, Logan rested his forehead onto the brunet's, and stared into the eyes that easily made his breath hitch.

"Dry off. Get dressed. Come downstairs. I'll be waiting for you." And then he pressed a chaste-yet-not-so-chaste kiss on Julian's lips.

All it took was that kiss for Julian to immediately start stripping into his uniform after Logan left the room. Hell yes; he wanted more.