Title: Morning Rituals

Pairing: 1+2+1

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: None

Word Count: 345

Notes: If Heero and Duo were an old married couple…just kidding ^-^

Morning Rituals:

He wakes up at the crack of dawn.

He wakes up half an hour later.

He takes a quick morning jog around the block.

He grumbles and sulks at being left alone.

He stops to buy some bagels and over-sized pretzels – the other’s favorite.

He begins to pick up the clothes that are left all over the floor.

(They both wonder whose turn it is to do the laundry.)

He stops to pick up a newspaper from the newsstand.

He tosses the clothes in the washing machine and realizes they are out of detergent.

Shit.

(They both wonder whose turn it is to do the grocery.)

He begins to jog back home.

He stares at the coffee machine as it brews…and yawns.

He greets a neighbor who wishes to talk for a while.

He opens up the fridge and realizes that they really do need to go to the grocery store.

He stops to check the mail.

He tosses the remnants of some eggs and bacon into a frying pan and prays for a miracle.

He debates taking the elevator and decides to take the stairs instead.

He sets up the small table for two and waits.

The door opens slowly and he comes in with a small smile.

He tries to glare.

But is silenced with a kiss…

…a really long kiss…

The kettle hisses and the spell is broken.

He places his peace offerings on the table.

He grins and cannot resist one of his favorite snacks.

They eat in silence, talking only with their eyes.

And once the last bite of bacon is swallowed, Duo smirks and opens his mouth to say,

“It’s your turn to do the laundry and go grocery shopping, Heero. I’m going back to bed.”

Heero’s shoulders sag in defeat. Just when he thinks he can finally win or better yet escape his chores for the day, his partner somehow manages to beat him each and every time.

He trudges off to complete his duties…

…but vows to win the next time their morning rituals begin.

~The End~