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Word Count - 451
Prompts - JamesRegulus / Coffee
Morning Rituals
"Morning, sweetheart," James said, as Regulus stumbled into the kitchen.
James was already up and dressed and almost ready to head to work. He'd been up for over an hour, and was well and truly awake. Regulus... not so much. He'd never been great in the mornings, and since James had introduced him to coffee, he was generally practically comatose until he'd inhaled at least three cups.
Instead of returning the greeting to his boyfriend, he slumped at the breakfast bar, his head falling onto the marble top with a thud.
James snorted and poured him him a large mug, putting it on the breakfast bar in front of Regulus, and patting the top of his head.
"Ugh."
"Coffee," James prompted, chuckling. This was a familiar routine. "I'm going to work, I'll see you later, okay?"
Regulus forced himself up and held out heavy arms for a hug. When James stepped in between his legs and wrapped his arms around Regulus, the lump fell against him, his eyes falling closed as he nuzzled his face against James' neck.
"I'm not a bed!" James protested through he laughter. "I've got to go to work!"
Regulus grumbled something negative and tightened his grip. "Stay," he muttered. "Sick day."
"I can't take a sick day because you're tired," James argued, pressing a kiss to Regulus' temple. "Why don't you go back to bed? You've got nothing on today until lunchtime."
"Sick day," Regulus repeated. "Birthday."
"Sweetheart, you only get one birthday a year, not one a month, and it was your birthday last month."
"They don't know that," Regulus muttered.
"I took a week off for your birthday, babe. I put that exact reason on the holiday form. I think they'll notice."
Regulus grumbled, but he loosened his grip and slumped back in his seat, wrapping his hand around the coffee mug. "Come and tuck me back into bed then?"
"You really think I'm dumb enough to fall for that?" James asked, eyes twinkling. "I gotta go. I'll see you later, okay?"
"Kay. Love you."
"I love you too. Don't drink too much coffee today, you'll be vibrating again."
"That happened once!"
"And I don't want a repeat of it. I'll see you later."
Regulus waved him off. He looked at the coffee mug in his hands and shook his head. Instead, he left it on the counter and stumbled the few steps it took to get to the living room, where he fell face first onto the sofa. He couldn't sleep in bed without James, which landed with him being up at arse' o clock, but that didn't mean he couldn't take a nap on the sofa.
And then... then he'd have coffee.