Out of the office.

Heero yawned on his way to his cubicle. Dumping a bag on his desk, he fished out a weekly planner before stuffing his sack into his locker. Heero slid into his chair and turned his attention to his desk. He noticed a red light indicating voicemail blinking. Heero dialed to check his voicemail, another department was asking him to submit some paperwork to them again. Those idiots were always losing things. Heero saved the message and hung up. He closed his eyes and propped his head in his hand. It wasn't 8:30 yet, and he didn't get paid enough to care before he was on the clock.

Hearing a groan accompanied by a plastic screech, Heero sleepily acknowledged that Duo had arrived and flopped into his desk chair with his usual Monday morning enthusiasm to be at work. 8:30 already? Heero scratched his head and opened his planner. Duo was so predictable you could set a clock by him.

Heero awoke with a start. What the hell? A cow skull? Rolling over in a strange bed, Heero noticed a strange man. No. A familiar man. Wait! A man? In bed with him! God. Did last night really happen? Heero allowed himself a small smirk while wrapping his arms around a sleeping Duo. The movement awoke Duo, who smiled mumbled something as he tucked an arm around Heero's waist. This would be easy to get use to..

Heero woke up to Duo getting up and dressing, pausing in his morning routine only once to plant a kiss in Heero's hair. Heero lingered in bed, but Duo coaxed him out eventually. In the car on the way to work that morning, Duo suggested that Heero would have stayed in bed all day given the change.

"I was waiting for your alarm to go off was all."

"That would have been a long wait. I don't have an alarm."

"You don't?"

"No. It's yet another gift from the military. You learn to wake up when you're told."

"Ah."

"Have you ever been involved with the military, Heero?"

"Uh, no."

"Oh."