A/N: This was intended to be a one-shot, but I just had to write a few more drabbles to go with it. Expect random updates on this one:)
Heero's hand violently slaps the snooze button and his mouth lets out a deep groan. Mornings. He hates mornings. Waking up just might be the hardest part of the day. Draping an arm over his indigo eyes, Heero lies under the covers and tries to find the will to get up. The bed shifts and he fights a faint smile. Warm lips trail up Heero's neck from his collarbone, pressing kisses to his tan skin.
Removing his arm, Heero sees brilliant blue eyes gazing into his, a smile shining in them. "Morning," Relena drawls around a yawn. She rests on Heero's chest, arms folded beneath her chin. Heero slides his hands up her sides, following the soft but noticeable curves her body possess. His calloused hands travel to her cheeks, pulling Relena down for a kiss.
"Ewww!" the pair hears from their bedroom door. The high-pitched voice makes Heero smile as he peers around Relena to the little brunette standing in the doorway. "That's gross," Hiroko declares, grinning in her polka dot pajamas.
Relena rolls of Heero's chest, falling back into the pillows. Heero hops off the bed, swinging Hiroko into his arms. "Keep thinking like that, 'Roko," he says, tickling her sides.
Hiroko lets out a peal of laughter as she tries to protest Heero's attack. "Stop it, Daddy!" she shouts between giggles. Relena laughs as Heero lightly tosses their daughter onto the bed beside her, before he curls up to both of females.
The three lay there, cuddling for the next hour. Hiroko plays with Relena's hair and she with hers. Heero's arms are wrapped around both of his girls, enveloping the two in his warm embrace. Hiroko chats about everything from the latest Kindergarten gossip to how Uncle Trowa promised to teach her to ride a bike. Heero's fingers lace with Relena's. He sees his wedding band rest right next to his wife's. In this moment, his life is complete. Mission accomplished.