Morning light pulled Alex out of a restless half-sleep. He ruffled the left part of The bed where Ethan normally slept....the spot was empty and it always felt too big without him pressed against his side. He listened for a second and caught the sound of the coffee machine and low radio chatter from the kitchen.
He dragged himself up and followed the noise in his underwear and a bare chest of hairs and well chiseled abs, the cool floor waking him the rest of the way. Ethan stood at the counter, hair messy and forming a halo around his beautiful face his blue eyes twinkling with that look of reassurance that always calmed Alex, he was pouring coffee into two mugs.
"Good morning my love" Alex growled, his throat still soggy recovering from his sleep, Ethan looked up still pouring coffee into one of the mugs, smiled at him and quickly focused back on his task.
"Morning, superstar," Ethan said, handing one over.
