[Thiam] Let Me Be Your Front Line: The Album

May 8

Liam wakes up to the humming of the alarms around his door. He groans and buried his face deeper into his pillow.

"Come on, Liam! I've got a surprise for you." Theo says in a suspiciously cheerful voice.

Liam takes back every good thing he's thought about him in the last month. He hates everything about him, from his pointy ears to his stupid smirking mouth.

"What time is it?" He groans.

"It's 6 o'clock." Theo says.

He sounds entirely too happy about dragging Liam up at an ungodly hour. In fact, no one should sound that happy about being up this early, even if it comes with the bonus of torturing your roommate (bodyguard?).

"If you think I'm leaving this bed... you've got another thing coming, babe."

Theo groans from somewhere by his feet and then the covers are being yanked down. Liam growls and sends sparks in Theo's vague direction while simultaneously gripping the covers to his chin. Theo yelps and he grins, slowly blinking his eyes open. It's too bright, he needs to remember to buy some blinds. He rubs his eyes.

"I was trying to be nice." Theo grumbles, crossing his arms.

Liam squints ups at him through his fingers.

"By waking me up at 6 in the morning!?"

"It's done! I couldn't wait any longer!"

Liam sighs and pushes himself up to sitting, the blankets fall down to his waist, and he doesn't even think about it until Theo coughs and stares very intently at his hair. Liam smirks at him.
"I've been sleeping without a shirt on for several hundred years, I'm not about to stop just because you're my live-in-job."

"Live-in-job?" Theo questions, still staring just above his eyes.

"Like a live in nanny but instead of making less work for me, you make more."

Theo makes grumbley noises but Liam ignores him and struggles out of the covers twisted around his legs. When he's finally made it out of the bedsheets and manages to drag himself to standing, Theo is staring at his feet with a sad kind of expression.

"What's up?" Liam asks.

"You know I wouldn't want you doing this if I had the choice, right?"

Liam scoffs.

"Way to make a boy feel loved, Theodore."

"You know my name isn't actually..." Theo starts, looking up.

He cuts himself off when he sees the eyebrow halfway up Liam's forehead. He coughs and practically bolts toward the door.

"I'll let you get dressed." He calls, slamming the door behind him

Liam shakes his head after him and then groans again when he catches sight of the clock.

———

Theo waits on the couch, his knee bouncing with pent up energy. His head snaps up at the sound of a door opening.

Liam walks into the living room a few moments later, wearing actual clothes, but looking just as annoyed to be up. Theo really should've waited for him to wake up on his own.

"Can I eat breakfast before this surprise?" Liam asks, sounding resigned.

Theo just nods at him.

Liam sits down beside him a moment later with a bowl of cereal.

"Are you going to give me any hints?"

Theo grins at him, trying not to focus on the way his hair is sticking up and the flush still in his cheeks.