The blond man sleepily silenced the alarm clock. I hate this. Damnable meetings. I'd so much rather stay here... He sighed wistfully and looked at the sleeping angel next to him. I hate to wake him... But he wanted me to...
He nudged his angel slightly. "Duo? It's time to wake up..."
"Hnnnn.. Want sleep..." came the reply.
"Come on... you want to shower..."
"Mmmmh. Sleep."
"Fine, have it your way, Just don't get cranky with me later." Zechs got up and went into the bathroom and showered.
Duo opened his eyes a little while later. "Hey, where'd he go? I told him to wake me."
From the bathroom his lover's voice responded, "I tried. You said you wanted more sleep."
"Oh. Sorry."
"Oh, and Duo, dear... while I'm out today, would you please do something about the drain? Your damned hair is clogging it again."
"My hair? What about yours, blondie? Some of it's gotta be yours."
"Yeah, well, most of it's yours. Now take care of it while I'm gone, would you?"
"Yeah, sure... geez..." He frowned. Then it turned into a pout.
Zechs looked at the pouty angel on the bed and said "Duo, love.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you." He crossed the room and took the still-pouting angel into his arms. "I just hate all these meetings I have to go to when I'd rather be here with you."
"Aw, it's okay... I'll take care of the drain today. And maybe even have a surprise waiting when you get home." The pout had turned into a wicked grin.
"Well then. I'll be waiting for it." I already think of him enough during these meetings... It's going to be dreadfully difficult to remain focused. "Put on something and join me for breakfast?"
Duo wondered what he was going to do to surprise Zechs when he got home. He'd finished with the drain, and was in the process of cleaning the rest of the bathroom. Hey, I know... I could make him dinner. Candles, wine... flowers. Yeah! Hmm... what to make? He thought about that while he cleaned the bedroom. He wandered to the kitchen, and started cleaning while he tried to decide what to make. He found a box of spaghetti in the pantry. "Man, we need some groceries. I guess I'll have to go to the store."
Zechs sat in interminable meetings, thinking of his lover, wondering what he was planning in the devilish mind of his.
Duo returned from the store with a bottle of Zechs' favorite wine, a single pink rose, and food. He started cooking dinner, and while it baked, he set the table. "Wow. I look like hell." He put on the black pants he knew Zechs liked, and the blue shirt that showed off all the features he knew Zechs liked. "Much better. Now to check on that dinner."
Returning to the kitchen, he found the salmon baking wonderfully. "Good. Perfect." He looked at his watch. 5:00. He should be back soon.
About 10 minutes later, Zechs returned to find Duo smiling in the kitchen. "I made you dinner, love."
Duo lit the candles and poured Zechs some wine. Throughout dinner, Duo touched Zechs on his thigh - and higher - with his bare toes. They had barely finished dessert when Zechs blew out the candles, grabbed his lover, and carried him to the bedroom, hardly containing his passion.