Author: Sazmuffin
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Title: Morning Breath
Ship: Ron/Draco
Rating: T
Blurry red walls covered his eyes. His breath was caked with sleep, making it as welcoming as a slap across the face. His head felt like a block of lead, too heavy for his shoulders as it lagged. His hair was matted with desperation and contempt. He longed for a cup of coffee.
A cold draft swept in from the bay window, making him shiver and cuddle next to his partner for warmth. Placing his chin upon the other man's shoulder, he whispered into his ear. Groans surfaced as his partner rolled over and pulled the blanket up around his nose.
"What do you want for breakfast?"
The man muttered incoherently, he couldn't understand a word. Slipping on some jeans, he made his way to the door.
It was a beautiful day. Light streamed from the windows, illuminating the large mansion. It bounced off the black marble counters, making him squint. The sky was as clear and as blue as sapphire. Pots and pans hung from the ceiling, almost completely unused. He took one done and began to fumble with it, trying to remember how to use it.
His companion hopped down the stairs with a swing in his step and took a seat on a bar stool seated in front of his lover. He cupped his cheeks in his hands as he watched the redhead toy with the pan. His amusement plucked rosy cheeks from Ron, who gave a sheepish smile and put down the pan.
Draco stood from his seat, and made his way to wrap his arms around Ron's bare mid-section, and put his chin on his shoulder, repeating an action done not ten minutes ago by his lover.
"You're supposed to cook food in it," he said, as he kissed down Ron's neck.
"I figured, you know I'm not good with this sort of thing."
Draco's breath was hot in Ron's ear as they spoke quietly. Not worrying about enemies or thoughts of others or bills; just being together and trying to have a nice morning. Ron turned his neck as far as his anatomy would allow, and kissed his lover on his mouth, although his breath was unearthly.
"What did you say you wanted for breakfast, Draco?"
"You."