I wrote this on New Years Eve, so don't expect it to make sense.

Disclaimed.

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Day 16: During their morning ritual(s)

In Lukas' house, a morning is a confusing affair. If it were just him, it'd be much calmer; but most of the time it isn't. Take today, for instance…

"Lukas! Lukas!"

"Mathias, it's six in the morning…" Lukas rolled over, shoving the blankets off. "And it's the weekend. What do you want?"

"He wants to be a royal pain in the ass, what else?" Emil commented, flopping in a chair at the foot of the bed.

"Language," the Norwegian chastised. "Although I have to agree." He shot Mathias a glare. The Dane was oblivious.

"Eh, c'mon you two! Let's go do something fun!" He grinned, yanking Lukas off the bed and grabbing Emil by the collar. The younger two complained viciously all the way to the kitchen, where Mathias shoved them into chairs and started fixing breakfast.

Emil rolled his eyes. "It's too early for this. I'm going to bug Xiao." He picked up his phone and selected one of his contacts.

Lukas sighed, leaning back in his seat. "I'm going to call Kiku, in that case."

"No mushy stuff," his brother warned.

"Right back at you," Lukas retorted, scooping up the phone and selecting Kiku's name from his contacts.

ring…
ring…

"Yes?"

"Hey, Kiku."

"Lukas-kun, why are you calling me at…" There was a brief pause as Kiku calculated the time difference. "…six in the morning? Shouldn't you be asleep?"

"You've called me at ridiculous hours before."

"I have an excuse," the other dismissed. "I'm eight hours ahead of you, remember. It's two in the afternoon here."

"Breakfast's up!" Mathias interrupted, dropping a plate of bacon and pancakes onto the table. He'd obviously been talking to the North American brothers again. "Hey, are you talking to Japan?"

"What's it to you? Go away, Dane."

Denmark sighed. "Well, tell him I say hi."

"Is that Denmark-san?"

"Yeah," Lukas muttered.

"Ah. Brothers, right?" Kiku's voice was dry with amusement.

"Absolutely."

The Japanese chuckled. "Look, I've got to go; talk to you later?"

"Sure. Bye."

"Aishiteru."

click

Lukas sighed, running a hand through his hair and grabbing a pancake. "So, Mathias, what were your plans for today?"

"I dunno. Want some coffee?"

"You dragged me out of bed at six in the morning for coffee?"

Mathias very quickly apologized.

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At Kiku's house, it's not a very different matter.

ring
ring

"…Hai?" Kiku asked, rolling over to pick up the phone.

"Hi, Kiku!"

"Feli-kun, it's one in the morning." The sun wasn't even up yet! Far too early to be dealing with his hyperactive friend. "Is someone dying?"

"Er, no…"

"Then can I go back to bed?" A bit harsh, maybe, but he was tired! "It's too early to be awake."

"B-but-"

Kiku sighed. "I'll call in a few hours, alright?"

"Okay… Bye, Kiku."

"Goodbye, Feli-kun." He hung up before the Italian could say any more, rolling over with a sigh. "I'm not going to get any more sleep tonight, am I?"

He rolled off the bed, landing on his feet and untangling himself from the sheets before he could trip on them, as he'd done on several early morning jaunts to the bathroom or to get a drink. Kiku wandered down the hall to the kitchen and set some coffee to brew; it was going to be one of those days, when his caffeine count was high enough to keep an elephant going for days. "No," he continued, "I'm not. Well, at least Feli-kun had the decency—or luck—to call on a day when we didn't have a meeting." He flopped into a chair to wait for the coffee, staring out the window into the night pensively. "I wonder what Lukas-kun is doing… I shouldn't call him- Oh, wait, he's eight hours behind me, like Feli-kun, it's… five in the afternoon there. So I could…"

He poured himself a cup of coffee and tugged out his phone, running through his schedule. "Well, I'm not busy… So maybe I could talk to him?"

Yes, that sounded good.

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When the two of them are together, however, things are different.

bzzt
bzzt

"Mm…" Kiku reached out sleepily to hit the snooze button.

"Good morning," Lukas muttered. "Why'd you set the alarm?"

"Because there's a World Meeting in five hours."

"Oh, is that all?"

Kiku chuckled, sitting up and running a hand through his hair. "We need to get ready."

"The sun isn't up yet, kjære," Lukas pointed out.

"It'll be up in twenty minutes, now get up." The Japanese stood, yawning and picking up the suit he'd gotten out the night before.

Lukas sat up. "How would you even know that?"

Kiku looked at him. "Land of the Rising Sun," he reminded the other, ducking into the bathroom to get ready.

"Of course," Lukas sighed, grabbing his own suit and beginning to get changed. "What other reason could there possibly be for you being a know-it-all?" he added, only half joking.

"I can hear you, you know."

The Norwegian winced.

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Shit ending is shit. Ah, well.

Next up: Spooning.

See ya~!

-Bird