Azriel

I woke up to something tickling my chest. I cracked my eyes open to see Zimul above me.

"Good morning." He smiled.

"Mmm…" I mumbled, still half asleep. I looked to my left, expecting a living room full of sleeping humans, but it was strangely empty. I looked back to Zimul curiously.

"Oh, did I say morning? I meant afternoon. It's 2ish, and nobody is here. I got bored, so I decided to wake you up."

I smiled and sat up, pulling him in for a chaste kiss. He nuzzled into my neck and I smiled. I loved waking up peacefully like this.

"I made you breakfast."

I raised an eyebrow. We'd been seeing each other for months, and he'd never cooked for me before. "Should I be afraid?"

"Why would you say that?" He pouted.

"Well, you've never cooked for me before*."

"We've never been here entirely alone before."

"That is true."

"Besides, I wanted to show you how much I care."

"Uh-huh. Okay, what's on the menu?"

"Well, Matthew gave me a really good pancake recipe with homemade maple syrup."

"Sounds yummy. Almost as yummy as you." I winked at him as I got off of the table we've claimed as our bed. I sat in a chair and Zimul put a plate of pancakes in front of me. As he bent over to put it down on the table, I leaned up and kissed him again. He took the chair next to me, and we ate.

When we were done, I got up to put the dishes in the sink.

"Make sure you wash them. Hideyoshi was complaining this morning, since Claude is preoccupied with Grell."

I groaned, but washed them anyway. I made my way back to the living room, but Zimul had disappeared. I went to sit on the couch, but found myself knocked off-balance by a pair of hands. I landed with a thud on the couch, and found Zimul coming down right after me. I sat there, stunned for a second, staring into his eyes.

A low growl escaped my throat.

"You're going to pay for that," I said.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah." I grabbed him and pulled him in for a deep kiss.

He tried to pull away for air, but I was not going to let him escape. He should have known what he was getting himself into.

Finally, I decided to let him breathe. Above me, he just sat there, in silence, the only sound was coming from his deep breathing.

I looked at him and gave my signature smirk. "Well, you made me breakfast, so it's only fair that I provide desert." And with that I pulled him back for another kiss.

*Azriel and Zimul have been dating for months, but only moved into the apartment 2 months ago.