A/N: Another chapter of slightly frisky fluff. I don't think I'll ever get bored of writing stuff like this, it cheers me up so much! hehe. Chronologically set before or after Doctor's Orders within this collection of fics. Lazy days are the best!

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Presea crept as silently as she could into the bedroom, although it was a difficult task opening the door whilst balancing the large tray she carried. The numerous plates and glasses on the tray clattered noisily together as she set it down on the bedside table next to where Lloyd was sleeping, and the young man stirred slightly at the sound. Presea found herself smiling fondly at the young man before she caught sight of her reflection in a nearby mirror and sighed. Despite wearing an apron, she had managed to stain her clothes from the numerous breakfast meals she had prepared, and somehow little blobs of porridge oats and fruit preserve had become stuck in her hair. She looked back at Lloyd and felt those delightful butterflies she had come to cherish return. No matter how long she had been up to prepare breakfast for him, or how much effort had been required, it was worth it, and she knew it always would be.

The early morning light spilled through the closed curtains, bathing the room in a warm orange light as Presea sat down on the edge of the bed beside Lloyd and watched him sleep for a few more minutes.

I am so very much in love with you, she thought, placing a hand on one of his blanket-covered legs. The giddy warmth intensified within her, and suddenly the minor contact became insufficient. Presea climbed round Lloyd to lie down beside him and wrapped her arms gently around the young man.

Lloyd seemed to respond automatically at that, rolling over in her arms, despite still being asleep, and wrapping his own around her. Presea made a small sound of contentment and nestled herself closer into his warm, safe, loving embrace. She gazed peacefully at his face and leaned her head forward to kiss his cheek.

"Lloyd," she whispered. "Lloyd, my love. It is time to wake up."

The young man made a protesting noise but slowly opened his eyes, squinting against the light as he did so. On seeing Presea his face lit up and he smiled warmly.

"Mm, morning," he mumbled.

"Good morning." Presea's hands slid down to rest around Lloyd's waist as she leaned forward to kiss him. "Have you rested sufficiently?"

"Yeah," Lloyd never lost his smile, and Presea found she couldn't take her eyes off it. "Did you?"

"Affirmative," replied Presea, but she was then forced to stifle a yawn. Lloyd laughed as she did so and brought a hand down to intertwine it with one of her own. Presea shuddered with pleasure at the contact, and squeezed his hand tight.

"Doesn't look as though you have," he observed. "And what's all that in your hair?"

"Food," Presea replied, then decided it was best to explain further. She nodded at the tray resting on the table behind Lloyd. "I…prepared breakfast for you."

"Huh?" Lloyd leaned over to look behind himself and laughed in embarrassment. "Aw, you didn't have to do that."

Presea tried to pull some of the preserve from her hair but the majority of it was stuck fast. "I wanted to," she murmured, feeling a little embarrassed herself. She still had some way to go before she would become good at cooking, but hoped that what she had prepared was sufficient. "I am still not proficient in the kitchen, but I wanted to do something for you."

Lloyd returned his gaze to Presea and kissed her forehead. "Heh, why's that?"

Presea brought up a hand to play with Lloyd's hair, rolling tiny lengths of it between her fingers. "Because…because I'm in love with you." The reason seemed to roll off her tongue naturally, and as she thought about it Presea nodded. Yes, that was probably the truest explanation and the more she thought about it, the more she liked it.

Lloyd smiled gently, although the blush on his cheeks was plain to see. "I'm in love with you too," he replied, then grinned. "But does that mean I have to make you breakfast too?"

Presea laughed and grabbed a pillow to tap lightly against his head. "Affirmative," she replied. "And you should eat yours before its temperature drops and renders it inedible."

"Heh yeah." Lloyd rolled over to sit up, and looked across at the tray. "There's so much here," he laughed.

"Yes…" Presea looked across at the selection of toasts, porridge, cereal and cooked breakfast. "I…did not know what your preference would be," she said. "So I thought it more efficient to attempt all manner of traditional breakfast meals."

"Whoa…" Lloyd studied the tray again and smiled. "This must have taken you ages."

"It reduced the hours reserved for sleeping by approximately thirty per cent." Presea sat herself up and grinned. "But I will recover that time tomorrow when you make me breakfast!"

Lloyd laughed. "Ah, I knew there was a catch in there somewhere." He smiled the contented, sleepy smile that Presea adored and pulled the pink haired girl close to him. "You know, I'm really, really lucky."

Presea felt a low growl of pleasure escape from her lips as she shifted position to straddle Lloyd's lap. "Not as lucky as me," she replied, resting her forehead against his. "I…enjoy waking up next to you, Lloyd – do not laugh!" she added, on seeing the smile on his face. She lowered her head to kiss him. "Sometimes…I do not even have to open my eyes. I can just feel you there beside me, or your arms around me, and it's wonderful. I feel that I could lie there all day with you, like nothing else matters."

Lloyd wrapped his arms around Presea's waist and nodded. "Me too, you're really nice to snuggle up to, you know?"

Presea mock-frowned. "You are likening me to a pillow?"

The young man brought a hand up to trace over the shape of her Exsphere and smiled. "Oh no, you're much nicer than a pillow. Besides, pillows don't return your hugs."

"Mmm, that is true." Presea leaned forward to wrap her arms around the back of Lloyd's neck and kissed him passionately. "I recommend we spend the day here," she murmured happily.

Lloyd slid the fingers of a hand through her long hair and nodded his approval of the idea. "I've got no complaints with that," he replied. "We could have a real lazy day."

"Affirmative," Presea reached across to pluck a piece of toast from the tray and held it out for Lloyd to take a bite. "Then, you should eat as much as possible to build up your strength."

Lloyd frowned as he chewed and swallowed the piece of toast. "Build up my strength for what? I thought we were having a lazy day?"

Presea smiled almost shyly and traced a snaking pattern down Lloyd's chest. "Yes…but sometimes lazy days can prove to be exhausting."