very short, and hopefully sweet. I may add a bit more later. Aramis/Athos/PPorthos (but not very oobviously). Also AU.
Aramis pushed himself up, the covers falling as he rose. Blearily he rubbed his eyes stretching like a cat in the sharp morning sun. "Thos...Thos?" He mumbled haphazardly patting the tangled locks that lay on the pillow next to him. "Wakey Thos, its morning."
A muffled groan came form beside him. Limbs untangled themselves, and a body tumbled grumpily from the bed. A nose sniff at the air. The sweet smell of fresh pastry and the sound of sizzling bacon reached his senses as he lay face down on the floor.
Aramis sighed a weary sigh. Completely disregarding Athos' body on the floor he bundled himself up in one of his warmest jumpers, an old one of Porthos'. If Athos wanted to miss breakfast then so be it! All the more bacon for him.