Bak Chan woke up to the blaring sound of an alarm clock at four in the morning. He was not pleased.

Locating the source of the racket as within the clothing strewn on the floor, he managed to turn off the offending time piece, and came to a sleepy realization.

He did not own an alarm clock. If he did, it most certainly would not be set for four in the god damned morning. Secondarily, it occurred to him that the clothing he had just plucked off of his bedroom floor did not belong to him.

Bak felt a warm hand on his shoulder and a puff of breath on his neck, whispering in in his ear,

"What's wrong?"

Bak rolled over in his bed to eye Komui. "Why the hell do you have an alarm set for four in the morning with you?"

Komui blinked sleepily, and gave him a sheepish grin. "It's so no matter when or where I fall asleep, I allways wake up for work. And it's not set for four; that's just what time it is here."

Bak glared at him, before rolling onto his back to stare at the ceiling. He let out a soft sigh, and closed his eyes as he felt Komui's arm wrap around waist as the other man made himself more comfortable against him.

Bak recalled the events of the evening before, thinking that out of all of the possibilities of directions his relationship with the girl he liked could have turned, sleeping with her brother was most certainly not what he expected to actually happen.

But on the other hand, Bak had gotten laid, and in the process learned the extremely valuable lesson that if Komui offers to wash your hair when you bathe, he's trying to get into your pants (or towel, as the case may be).

He looked at the clock. 4:06 am. He wouldn't be able to get back to sleep now, he was certain, but he didn't want to disturb his bedmate by getting up.

It was going to be a long morning. Bak shifted to get more comfortable, thinking that if he was lucky he might be able to get a bit more sleep.

As he rolled over, he felt a warm hand sliding down the expanse of his stomach.

Komui's voice breathed into his ear, "Ready to get up, are we? I think I can help you with that."

It looked like it was going to be a good morning after all.