"What the fuck do you want, Fishlips?"
Roy's voice was muffled by the pillow he had, so attractively, buried his face into. It was 7 am on his day off, and he was about to be pissed because Garth had woken him up. Damn Atlantean.
Garth smiled softly as smoothed Roy's tousled hair. "I just wanted to share a quiet morning with my boyfriend. Karen and the twins are still asleep...and I brought coffee."
His hand was sharply pushed aside as Roy's head popped up off the pillow. Mention of the word "coffee" was a sure fire way to get Roy going anytime. And Garth knew better than to wake the red head up without a caffeinated peace offering in hand.
Roy turned to Garth and glared for a moment, his sleepy green eyes boring into the deep purple of his lover's.
"...I guess I can let you live this time," he muttered. He rolled over completely on his back and propped himself up on his elbows, grimacing as his sore shoulder muscles stretched. Garth, sweet smile never faltering, offered Roy a steaming mug. Roy's hand lashed out for the mug and hastily brought it to his lips. As droplets of coffee dribbled down onto Roy's chest, Garth couldn't help but admire the archer's physique. He took a sip of his own coffee and, deciding it was now safe, pulled the bed covers up to snuggle in closer with Roy.
"The sun isn't even out. Why the hell are we awake?" Roy complained. His free arm absentmindedly stretched around Garth's shoulders as he glared out the window at the cloudy grey sky.
Garth smirked in amusement. "You live in an ocean bay, Roy. The sun doesn't come out until about noon around here."
He had long since gotten used to Roy's morning complaints, so his tone was rather lazy. Roy simply hummed a response and took another sip of his coffee, silently thankful that Garth knew how to make it exactly how he liked.
Neither said anything else until the coffee mugs were empty. The pair quietly sat, snuggled beneath the blankets, watching the clouds ebb and flow and listening to the soothing splash of ocean waves beneath them. Roy suddenly reached over Garth to set his empty mug on the bedside table. As he pulled back, his hand caught the Atlantean's face and he dipped in for a kiss.
"Thank you," he whispered sweetly. Garth grinned widely. He knew this side of Roy was something only he would ever see. That sheer knowledge sent a thrill of joy throughout his entire body.
They went back to sitting in silence, enjoying each other's company. Roy soon drifted off to sleep again and rested his head against the Atlantean's shoulder, despite the caffeine he had just consumed. Garth was certain that more coffee would be necessary later, but for the time being he was perfectly content to enjoy the warmth of his boyfriend's muscular frame beside him. Smiling, Garth began to drift off again as well. He knew that sweet dreams were in store for the both of them.