Compendium
v.) YEAH TOAST
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Requested by Rethira [on Livejournal]
Matthew and Guy (can be slashy or not), something to do with toast.
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It was the quiet ping! of the toaster that woke Guy that morning—that, and the cheerful whistling of the sandy-haired man bustling around the kitchen making breakfast.
With a groan Guy forced himself to get off the couch and trudge into the kitchen, running his fingers through his hair to get it back into some semblance of order.
Matthew grinned at him from the stove as the younger man took a seat at the kitchen table. "Good morning, sunshine." He flipped something in the pan he was holding. "Did you sleep well?"
Guy gave him a noncommittal grunt and rested his elbows on the table, slouching forward so that his dark hair fell in front of his face—he wondered for a moment how it had come out of its customary braid, but decided it really wasn't important after all. Instead he cast a sideways glance at the clock mounted on the kitchen wall and did a double-take. He turned to Matthew. "Why the hell are you awake at six in the morning?
The older man shrugged and turned to him, two plates of toast and scrambled eggs in his hands. "I don't know," he said. "Couldn't sleep."
"Makes sense," Guy replied. "That couch wasn't exactly made for two grown men."
"There's a lot of things in the the world that weren't made for two grown men, Guy." He grinned and sat down beside Guy, sliding the plate of toast and eggs to him across the table. "Hope you like plain toast-I'm all out of butter."
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Xirysa Says: So Matthew and his sooper sekrit innuendos totally went over my head until I reread this again. I'm ashamed of myself for not noticing it earlier—I love innuendos. They make me lawl. Maybe it's a side effect of being a college student and a band geek? (Band camp, anyone? Roflmao.)
Oh, and grouchy!Guy was way too much fun to write.
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