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In the life of a first responder, free days were all too often used to get all the important chores around the house done. Be it grocery shopping or laundry, finally painting the hallway or the last box that had to be unpacked after moving into a new home.
There was always something that needed to be done, especially in a new house that had two first responders living together.
With all that had happened over the past few weeks – months, really – and all that had to be handled now, plus the normal everyday chores… yeah, it was safe to say that TK and Carlos hardly had any downtime, let alone shared time.
So this Sunday, Carlos decided to do something about that.
Not only was it the first day in a long while that they were both home all day, with no late shift that evening or a late shift last night that led to one of them catching up on sleep. It was also a day in which they really had no chores to think about. With their tight schedule, they had started to-do lists for the both of them and it worked surprisingly well, especially these past few days. Everything was clean, everything was done, the pantry was fully stocked, a lot of meals for the next week already prepared – really, there was nothing they had to do today.
Nothing, except to enjoy a lazy Sunday and themselves.
Kicking it off with breakfast in bed, Carlos smiled as he sat the tray down on the bedside table so he could crawl back into bed and right over his man.
“Good morning, sunshine.”
TK’s eyes fluttered open and instantly, a smile appeared on his gorgeous face as he stretched and slowly woke. “Morning,” he mumbled, reciprocating the kiss Carlos pressed to his lips, before scooting up and leaning against the headboard. “You already had coffee, not fair,” he pouted and Carlos chuckled.
Leaning back, he reached for TK’s mug. “How do you know?” he asked as he held it out to him.
TK took a few careful sips before finally replying. “You’re way too chipper for your usual morning time. Plus, you taste like it.”
“Now that’s just cheating,” Carlos replied with a grin as he sipped on his own coffee, settling across from TK.
“You kissed me, which means I only used the clues given to me so, no cheating happening at all.”
Smiling into his mug, Carlos took a few more sips as he watched his boyfriend slowly come back to the land of the living. It was always so cute, watching him wake up when they had nowhere to be. TK was not a grumpy person in the morning, he could be awake in a matter of seconds – had to be, in his line of work. But he certainly liked not having to get up early, and especially not needing to get up immediately after waking.
With his eyes closed, TK finished half of his mug before moving again, setting the mug aside to get up. He pressed a kiss to Carlos’ forehead before practically falling out of bed – and even though Carlos knew he didn’t actually fall and was just being dramatic, he couldn’t help but reach for his boyfriend to steady him. As a thank you, he got another kiss before TK went to the bathroom.
Carlos used the chance to settle himself in the spot TK had vacated and to switch on the TV, navigating to the main menu, raising his voice. “Babe, games or movie?”
“Movie!” TK called back and Carlos followed the request, guessing that his boyfriend wasn’t awake enough yet to pay attention to Mario Kart. Or maybe just looking for an excuse to cuddle.
Carlos was more than happy to comply with that.
By the time TK got back into bed, looking just a tad more awake than before as he snuggled against his side, Carlos had picked something to watch. Something that had TK chuckling.
“One of those bad cop movies? Babe, you’ll just be mad at it the whole time.”
“I know,” Carlos agreed with a heavy sigh as he pulled the tray with their breakfast over. “But you love them.”
“You know what I think?” TK asked as he started the movie and then reached for one of the fresh muffins they had baked last night. “I think you secretly love them as well because complaining about them is cathartic for you.”
Raising an eyebrow at TK, he tried to give him an unimpressed look – only to break into huffing laughter as TK grinned up at him. “Okay, maybe you’re right. Now shush, let’s watch the movie.”
They settled in like that, snacking on their breakfast, sipping their coffee, and simply enjoying each other’s company while the movie played. Once they finished the food and the tray had been moved, TK practically sprawled across Carlos, his head at an angle that made Carlos wonder how he could still see the TV and not get a kink in his neck. But he’d long given up on questioning TK’s supposedly comfortable positions. And hey, if at one point during their day TK would beg him for a massage, who was he to deny such fortune? As for now, he let his hand wander through TK’s hair, along his neck, down his back, and all the way back up, eliciting little humming noises from his man that made him smile.
TK was right, of course; Carlos really loved to point out all the unrealistic scenes in cop movies. He always had, much to the annoyance of his friends and especially boyfriends, who had simply stopped watching these movies with him. But not TK, no. Carlos had the feeling he rather enjoyed listening to his ranting, and if he was being honest, Carlos loved seeing the little smile that always came to TK’s lips whenever there was something particularly unrealistic that had Carlos in another fit. Maybe TK was right. Maybe this really was cathartic for him.
Which meant, TK simply got him and more so, indulged him; and for that, Carlos loved him even more.
The movie quickly passed and they had only missed some of it, getting distracted by each other once (okay, maybe twice). They still got the gist of it, so really, was there any harm?
After cleaning up their breakfast together and a quick shower (also together… maybe it wasn’t that quick after all), they made their way back to bed – and if Carlos had hoped they’d pick up where they left off in the shower, the glint in TK’s eyes quickly told him otherwise.
“Ready to get your ass handed to you?”
“Mhh, there are a few things my ass might be ready for,” he murmured against TK’s lips, catching them before he could protest.
The kiss didn’t last long, though, TK unable to contain his burst of laughter.
“Babe, no,” he pressed out between chuckles while Carlos tried to press him into the soft pillows of their bed. “You’re not getting out of this revenge!”
“No?” he asked innocently, nibbling at TK’s neck. “Not even with the promise for sex?”
“Absolutely not,” TK moaned, voice already far more breathy than seconds before. “I practiced! I swear, I’ll beat you at Mario Kart this time.”
Chuckling, Carlos rolled more firmly onto his man, feeling smug when TK went willingly despite his verbal protest. “Practice?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. “How cute. How about we start with something neither of us needs any practice in anymore?”
“Baaabe,” TK whined, back aching up from the bed, pressing more firmly against Carlos’ body still hovering above him.
Trying for innocence, Carlos gave him a sweet smile. “Yes?”
“And you call me a menace.”
Before Carlos could reply, TK surged up to catch his lips in a deep and long kiss.
It was a few hours before Mario Kart was finally loaded and TK’s revenge could be thought of again. But hey, what were lazy Sundays for if not for some amazing hours of enjoying each other’s company in the sweetest ways possible?