Sorry for the short fluff. That's all there is (fluff) until I get to the end with my big climax and all. But anyways, enjoy, review, and to correct a reviewers thinking, Rogue and Warren are not married. They might get married, not sure yet, but they aren't at this second.

Who's Tired?

Rogue was lying, half asleep, in Warren's arms.

Warren ran his fingers down and across her bare back, tracing patterns. Rogue groaned, opened her eyes and looked up at him.

"Warren, honey, I know your still all hyper about finally getting to get some action, or whatever, but you need to go to sleep."

"I'm not tired," he sighed, "Would you like me to go somewhere else?"

"No," Rogue whispered, "Just try. I'm tired; I've done a lot today."

"I offered to help."

"Warren," Rogue said, meaning to sound angry, but too tired to do so.

"Alright, alright. Sleep now."

To Rogue's liking, and Warren's surprise, he actually did manage to fall asleep, but sure enough, when Rogue opened her eyes, he was already dressed, in the kitchen making breakfast. She quietly walked out to the apartment's tiny kitchen area and starred for a long while at him, cooking.

"Nice apron," she said, eyeing the pink apron he happened to be wearing.

"Morning, sweets, and I think so too. Pink is just my color," Warren said, just as sarcastic as her.

"Well actually, it's kinda hot on you," she jumped up on the counter. "But there many things that are hot on you, like nothing for example."

"Last was amazing," he said, dumping some eggs on a plate and handing it to her. He reached down into an open box and pulled out a fork. He tossed it to her and worked on the bacon he had sizzling.

"I think there will be a repeat of last night very, very soon," Rogue said in agreement. "But I gotta find a job, and you have to make sure you stay safe so you can heal."

"I'm as healed as I will be," he said, "You gotta stop being paranoid."

"Look, Bobby just disappeared, God knows where he went."

"You worry too much," Warren said, kissing her on the cheek and sticking some bacon on her plate.

"Just promise you'll take it easy."

"Fine, I promise," Warren said, "And you don't have to get a job, I got the money."

"I won't get a job, if you really promise to take it easy," she said.

"Agreed," He said, "And I wanna take a shower this morning, so can you help me?"

"You just want me naked," Rogue said.

"Always babe."