Monkeys and Misakis

Chapter Fifteen: The Hunt

The wondrous night of Saturday, which was filled with starry gazes and milky hazes, now came to an end.

Thus meaning the pale yellow morning rays of the sun had started to shine through a crack of the curtains, hitting Saruhiko's sleeping eyes, thus creating them to crackle open. Saruhiko, obviously wanted to sleep longer and revel in Misaki's warm body, which in fact was pressed close to his quite nicely, however the sleeping habits he had developed as a child said otherwise.

They said, he was getting up.

Groaning softly, Saruhiko propped himself up on his elbows and pushed his glasses on, which in fact rested on the night-table next to the bed before he put them on.

Saruhiko then looked down at his lover, who's cheeks were tinted a soft pink, probably from last nights affairs.

Brushing a couple hairs away from the said boy's forehead, where he later pressed a kiss on, he was quite conflicted to leave bed, more like quite conflicted to leave the smaller boy who was curled up on his side, facing Saru.

Anywho, his so called reasoning to leave the fluffy sheets and sticky heat was just to search for the coffee maker with additional bags of coffee beans.

Pretty lame 'reason' right?

But after all, Saruhiko was tired.

Rolling out from under the covers, Saruhiko's body was met with a wave of cold air, as there was a lack of warmth without the heat of Misaki's red body.

Stretching his face out with his hand, Saruhiko proceeded to get out of bed and onto his feet, searching for the hopefully existent coffee maker.

Thus the hunt commenced.

The first place Saru had checked was where it usually is, which is by the TV that's across from the bed. But alas, it was not there.

Tch-ing like usual, Saruhiko checked the night stand opposite of where his glasses were. But it also not there. A bit confused that the coffee maker hadn't shown up, Saruhiko muttered inaudibly and checked the closet where the extra blankets and towels were stored, but still no sign of the machine.

He had checked every table, chair, and couch. He had checked every nook and cranny, even the bathroom. But there was still no coffee maker.

Saruhiko, frustrated and sleep deprived kept rummaging through the room, practically turning the place upside down in the process. He had even crawled under the bed just in case but every single attempt to find the coffee maker had failed.

Pulling himself out from under the bed,  fuming, Saruhiko stared angrily at the wall, pouting before he heard a groan coming from the bed.

Saruhiko looked over to see that the half-asleep Misaki curled into even tighter ball, trying not to succumb to 'awake-ness.'

"Ng...," he moaned softly while pulling a pillow over his face, shielding his eyes from the sun.

"What are you doing stupid monkey?," he muttered softly.

"A-h, w-well, I couldn't find the coffee maker, much less the coffee mix."

Groaning in annoyance while moving the pillow to slightly glare at Saru, he said,

"Did you check the drawer under the TV?"

Saruhiko proceeded to slowly pad his way to this drawer. The truth is, he didn't think those drawers opened, that they were just there for display like most things.

Grasping the handle and pulling open the drawer, Saruhiko let out a soft,

"Damn."