Euphoria // Grunge One-Shots

Lazy day - Chris Cornell

Today is my first day off in three weeks. Chris just got back from touring for two months, so today is the first day we both have a day off in god knows how long.

"Morning," I whisper to Chris.

We're both still in bed. Chris is facing the ceiling, lying on his back and I am facing Chris, lying on my right side.

"Morning, babe." Chris answers in that very sexy, husky, morning voice. His eyes are still closed as he turns to face me.

When he opens his eyes I'm met with his beautiful eyes for the first time in a long while. "I've missed you." he says when he finally opens his eyes.

I put my left hand softly on his right cheek and begin stroking it lightly, "I've missed you too, more than anything."

Chris melts under my touch, "I'm very happy you've got the day off. I can't wait to spend the day with you. It's been forever since we had a whole day to ourselves."

I nod, "You're right. I'm happy you're back."

We just stay there in this position for a bit before I decide it's time to get out. Chris stays in a bit longer, 'cause he hasn't had much sleep. I get ready after taking a quick shower and head into the kitchen as soon as I'm all done.

Chris must've fallen asleep again, 'cause I can hear him snoring lightly. The sound makes me chuckle, I've always found it so adorable. He always keeps denying he snores, but I know the truth and I love it.

After preparing breakfast for both of us, I walk into our bedroom. "Honey, I made us breakfast."

Chris hums, but doesn't move. I walk up to him and kiss his cheek. "Come on, Chris. The toast is getting cold." I say as I nudge him.

He grunts, but gets up nonetheless. I chuckle and leave him be, for he will come into the kitchen himself. I pour us both a hot cup of tea; I made this a tradition for us, since I'm originally from England and I couldn't resist taking some of the English culture with me to Seattle. A couple of minutes later Chris arrives, still half asleep, wearing plain shorts and an old Beatles shirt he once got from my dad.

"Don't you look awake." I snigger and Chris starts chuckling.

He playfully shoves me, "It's been a while since I've got some decent sleep. Let me be."

We both take our seats at the dining table and slowly eat our breakfast, just enjoying being together again.

"What do you want to do today?" Chris asks me while we're cleaning the dishes and tidying the rest of the stuff we used.

I think for a second before an idea comes in mind. "How about you go take a nice, long, hot shower and while you're doing so I'll go to the videotheque and hire some good films?"

A smile spreads across his face and he nods. "That sounds amazing, (Y/N). You really are too good to be true, you know that?"

I walk up to him and give him a hug, "I'm not, but I'm glad you still think so."

We finish cleaning and afterwards I leave our tiny house and Chris leaves for the bathroom to take a shower.

During my walk to the videotheque I run into someone familiar. "Layne! hey!" I yell as I see him walking a few feet in front of me.

He turns and smiles at me when he sees me, "(Y/N)! How are you? Haven't seen you for so long!"

We catch up while making our way towards the mall. It's so nice to be able to catch up with my friends. Especially after such a long time of not being around them. There was a time when all of us, the Soundgarden guys and girlfriends, The Alice guys and girlfriends and the guys of Pearl Jam and girlfriends, used to be around each other almost 24/7 a day. I'm not saying I want to go back to that, 'cause eventually it was just too much of the good stuff. But it would be nice to see them more often than once every two or three months.