Intrulogical One Shots

"I Want Pancakes"

(TW: Mentions of Food)

Logan was laying in bed, and he felt something on his nose.  His eyes fluttered open to see Remus, his partner, in his face.  Surprised, he jumped at the closeness of their faces.

    "Remus?  What are you doing?"

    "Waking you up."  Remus answered, before kissing Logan's nose.  Ah, so that's what Logan had felt earlier.

    "Why are you waking me up at..."  Logan looked over at the clock on their nightstand.  "...four in the f***ing morning?!"

    "I want pancakes."  Remus said, crawling to the edge of their bed.  Logan sighed and slid on his glasses.

    "Fine."  He groaned, still tired.  "But I hope you appreciate me messing up my sleep schedule for you."

    "Of course I do."  Remus said, pulling at Logan's wrists to get him up.  Remus dragged Logan into the kitchen and started microwaving frozen pancakes.  Logan took a seat at the kitchen table, resting his head in his hands.  He wished he was still in bed asleep.

    "I still don't understand why I was required to be awake for you to microwave pancakes."  Logan thought out loud.  The microwave beeped and Remus plated the pancakes, sliding into a seat next to Logan.

    "I didn't want us to be apart."

    "We're apart for at least eight hours every day, Remus."

    "Exactly!  I didn't want to add 'apart time.'"  Remus said.  He kissed Logan's cheek and started eating his pancakes.  Logan blushed softly and made himself a bowl of cereal.