Pepsicola Saturday, now in a single, manageable post!
It’s a one-shot, but it’s somehow the longest fic, word-wise on my AO3. Whoops.
-Saturday 9:00 AM, Bedroom-
“Come on, Hummingbird, rise and shine!” John shakes Dave’s shoulder gently.
“Mmngrnl…” Dave grumbles and buries his face in his pillow.
John chuckles. “Hmm?”
Dave turns his head toward John, his eyes still closed. “Fuck off.”
John kisses him on the forehead before sliding out from under the covers. “I’ll go make breakfast.”