Ask game!! 23, 32, 43 - mayyyyybe Paya/Warrtime?
oooh this is gonna be fun~
23 - Sated
32 - Dust Motes
43 - Undone
He first noticed the subtle movement of the blanket shifting around him. There was very little movement ever felt in the bed, but Time was still aware when one of his partners would leave the bed. He paid no mind to the shuffling of feet against carpet and almost drifted back off to sleep again, content knowing that they would be back soon.
Until the door quietly closed and footsteps walked downstairs.
Well now Time was awake and curious.
Lifting his head from the pillow- the sunbeam highlighting dust motes in the air with how bright it was- and opened up his eye to look at the bright green numbers on the clock. He realized that it was much later in the morning then what he initially thought.
He contemplated behind closed eyelids if he wanted to actually wake up and move now or later. It was… nice, just to lay in bed and relax like this. But he also knew it would be best to get up and move, especially if there was breakfast to be eaten by his partner.
He pushed himself up from the bed and glanced over to see Warriors was still there. The man was still laying there, though from the subtle twitches of his hands and face proved he was waking up as well. A quick trip to the bathroom to take care of business, Time was dressed and taking the stairs slowly today, just basking in the quiet of the house.
He was greeted by the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast when he came downstairs, and then by seeing Paya standing at the stove. Her lilac-colored silk robe was undone and hanging down to her elbows and showed off her shoulders while she cooked. Time smiled fondly as he leaned against the doorframe, content to watch her for just a few more moments.
“Your coffee's ready, Time,” she greeted, not even turning to look back at him as she moved in the kitchen. He felt a fond chuckle escape his chest before he stepped in further. She turned to give him a half-asleep smile. “Breakfast should be ready in a bit, and I think you prefer my cooking over what Warriors makes for breakfast anyways.”
Time found himself laughing at her sass and could concede that Paya had gotten better at cooking as the years had gone by. No longer the shy, socially anxious young lady who was his neighbor, she now stood tall and proud as she had come into herself, and Time was immensely content to have her nearby. He leaned in to kiss her temple and grabbed his coffee and the mug that was Warriors’ tea, taking both with him to the table and srt them down.
Warriors came downstairs just as Paya was finished plating up breakfast, already commandeering the parts of the morning paper that Time had already finished reading as Paya plopped down with their plates.
Time listened quietly to the banter between Warriors and Paya, watching the verbal tennis match that held no actual heat behind the words. They laughed and poked and prodded, the genuine happiness in each other's eyes proved to Time that this new arrangement had been beneficial for all involved. His husband and their girlfriend living together and being something quite different that what the norms ever were.
Many had said Time was never one to be sated in life, striving for more than what he could ever have. But he felt just that and more while sitting with them and enjoying the new turn his life had brought him.
















