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Sam enters the kitchen, stretching with a yawn.
He grabs the milk from the fridge, taking a long sip straight from the carton before setting it on the kitchen counter.
As he pulls the box of cereal from the cupboard, Steve comes in from his morning workout, his long blond hair tied up in a neat bun.
"Mornin," He says, his voice thick with sleep.
Steve flashes him a sharp grin, one that years ago he would've found alarming, but now only stokes a fire within him.
"I'll see you in the shower," Steve says, kissing Sam on his way.
