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Koujaku woke up to Beni yapping in his ear. He quieted the sparrow with a sleepy swat of his hand and heaved a heavy sigh as he hunkered further into the warm embrace of the man curled around him. Watery sunlight shone through the window and bathed them in a pleasantly warm pool of light like a couple of cats sprawled on the floor on a late spring afternoon.
"You heard the bird, Red," Mink grumbled into his ear, "time to get up."
Koujaku snorted and turned in his lover's unmoving arm, "says the one using me as a teddy bear."
Mink opened his eyes to look at the hairdresser with a lazy, unamused expression before turning away in an effort to hide the smile growing on his face. His efforts failed and the smaller man followed him, leaning on his arms over him and kissing his cheek before getting out of bed.
Koujaku fell into their usual morning routine easily nowadays. Beni woke them up, Koujaku went and took a shower and Mink made breakfast. They at together and Mink got dressed while the blue-haired man cleaned up the kitchen. They had a quick smoke before Mink walked Koujaku to work hand-in-hand. The larger man kissed him goodbye before heading off to his own work.
It used to be that Koujaku's fans would make a deal out of their relationship, but after several months, the novelty had faded. They would simply acknowledge Mink kindly while they waited for their favorite hairdresser to open up shop and start work for the day.
After work, Koujaku would go home. Mink would sometimes be there already, and sometimes come in a little while after. Either way, Koujaku made dinner and they ate before settling in for the evening together. Sometimes they'd go out together, but most of the time they stayed in and talked about nothing and everything, or watched a movie. Sometimes they read and sometimes they did other things. Eventually, they'd go to bed and in the morning it would repeat.
For a time, both men worried that the other found it all boring, repetitive, redundant. Alas, after a good conversation they found that neither minded. Not only did it suit them, seeing as they were both well out of their twenties- Mink well out of his thirties, for that fact- the routine was welcome, and it varied enough that it never really seemed mundane.
They would argue on occasion, after one or both had a particularly rough day, but it usually ended in one sleeping elsewhere- be it the couch or a friend's house, both cooling off, and ending in a good heart-to-heart and an agreement to disagree, apologies and understanding, or sex. Sometimes a mix of all three if it was more than one touchy subject they'd stumbled upon.
In the end, they were happy. Not perfect, but happy- content- and that's what both of them needed more than anything.