5.19 But I'm a Gilmore addition. Morning.
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Errrrrrrrrrr...
Neck hurts.
Pillow. He needs a pillow.
Why the fuck can't he find a pillow?
Lorelai snorts into his back then.
And drools a little.
He now remembers why he can't have a pillow.
And why the curtains haven't been drawn, forcing him to squint even though his eyes are still closed.
She snorts a little more loudly and slides her knee between his thighs.
Part of his anatomy is now helping him remember that he loves her anyway.
She mumbles, "Carrots." and he reaches around behind them, slips his hand under her over-sized t-shirt and cups her ass.
Yep. Part of his anatomy is very awake now.
Even if Lorelai isn't.
But he still can't open his eyes.
Then he thinks he hears himself snore and finds himself cooking at The Dragonfly again, crushing the rosemary to rub on the chops. Manny seems to float out of the kitchen as Lorelai pads in softly wearing that black dress and very very red lipstick...
"Luke," she says, deep and throaty, looking at him in that way that means she wants him.
"Luke," he says again...
Part of his anatomy is really...
Wait a minute.
He?
Nah... he scoffs.
"Luke, I can't reach the cereal," he hears this time.
"Then eat something else, Kirk," he groans.
Wait a minute.
Kirk?
Kirk!
His eyes snap open then immediately wince in the bright sunny room.
"Kirk! What the hell are you doing here!" he barks.
Part of his anatomy might just have shriveled up and died forever.
He feels Lorelai's breathing shift behind him.
"I can't reach the cereal," whines the puffy face peering closely into his.
"Kirk, Lorelai and I are in bed right now!" And Thank God we're dressed.
Part of his anatomy may have, in fact, just fallen off.
"But, Luuuuke, Lorelai put the cereal up really high. I'm still on pain killers after my root canal. I get vertigo if I climb up on anything too high."
"Then eat something from down low," he growls.
Lorelai shudders slightly behind him.
"But Spongebob is on! I can't watch Spongebob without my cereal first!" is Kirk's plaintive response.
He's distinctly aware that Lorelai's playing dead now.
He thinks he might hate her.
He sighs bitterly, throws back the quilt, disengages from her limbs, and swings his feet onto the floor.
"Fine. I'll get your cereal for you," he grumps as he gets up.
"I want Fruitloops!"
"No. Too much sugar. Youmay have Cheerios," he snaps, as they head down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"But I want the Star Wars Light Saber Cereal Spoon! It's in the Fruitloops."
"You're having Cheerios. With a banana."
"But it lights up!"
"Cheerios, Kirk!"
"You are a mean man, Luke!"
"Hey!"
"Sor-ry," Kirk hangdogs as he sits at the table.
He reaches up to get the Cheerios, then hands Kirk a bowl, a spoon, and a glass. Then crosses to the refrigerator for milk and orange juice. He grabs the banana on the way back to the table.
"Eat your breakfast. And don't turn the volume up too loud again."
"Yeah, yeah..."
"Kirk?"
"What?"
"What do you say?"
"Thank you, Luke."
By the time he gets back up to bed, Lorelai really is asleep.
With all the pillows.
