"Eddie, wake up." Steve sighed when it had no effect, rolling his eyes at his still-sleeping boyfriend. Of course, he knew it wouldn't work. Eddie slept like the dead, and on their rare days off together, it took a lot of work to wake him up before the clock hit double digits.
Still, Steve was determined to get him up at a decent hour that morning and would resort to desperate measures after two alarms and shaking him didn't work. He carefully picked up Eddie's precious guitar - his sweetheart - and sat on the edge of his desk. Humming softly, he trailed his fingers over the strings, not hard enough to produce sound, not yet. Sure, he could play but not as well as Eddie and he wasn't planning to serenade Eddie awake anyway.
"Last chance, Eds."
No response, so with a grin, he strummed the strings with a loud jarring noise.
"Wake up!"
Eddie shot up so fast he looked like he'd been electrocuted, especially with his hair all wild all over the place. Steve laughed so hard, he barely noticed the guitar ripped from his hands and doubled over, clutching his stomach. When he finally calmed down, he straightened up and wiped away his tears to be met with Eddie's disapproving face.
"Good morning."
"Fuck you."
Steve cooed, reaching out to him and Eddie let him, pouting as he was kissed. "I'm sorry, baby, but you wouldn't wake up."
"Maybe because it's too early?"
"I'll suck your dick in the shower?"
Eddie perked up immediately, dragging Steve towards the bathroom. "Good morning, indeed."
