SnowBaz Oneshots

How They Look Together

*Simon's POV*

As I blink the blurriness of sleep out of my eyes, I feel the sun's heat stream through the bedroom window and onto my face. I turn slightly, needing to stretch out my arms and legs, only to find two familiar arms preventing me from moving at all.

"Five more minutes." Baz mumbles into my ear, his voice thick with slumber.

I only chuckle to myself and tilt my head to give him a kiss on the cheek. I see a small smile play on his lips before he falls back to sleep completely. As much as I want to stay here and watch one of the loves of my life sleep (and trust me, I really want to. He is just too beautiful), I know that I need to get up.

Sliding myself out of Baz's embrace, I stumble my way to the kitchen. As I near, I hear my other love humming a tune I don't recognize as she cooks us all breakfast.

Penny doesn't seem to know I'm awake, because she continues cooking what smells like bacon and humming to herself. Smiling, I lean against the doorway and watch her. She never hums if she knows someone is watching. Which is terribly unfortunate, because it's one (of the very many) things that I love about her.

As if reading my thoughts, Penny turns around and sees me watching her.

"Crowley, Si! I didn't think you'd be awake yet. Breakfast is almost done, so set the table for me, please." Penelope requests, going back to cooking. Sadly, she also stops her humming.

Instead of doing as she asks, I walk up to her and hug her from behind. I feel her tense at first, but relax nearly immediately as she realizes it's only me. Her purple hair is a mess on her head, tickling my chin as I stand against her. Her pajama clad back rubbing against my bare chest. I've never been one to sleep with a shirt...or trousers for that matter. Ever since Penelope, Baz and I moved into a place together (roughly two months ago), I started to only wear boxers to bed. Much to Baz's and Penelope's liking. (And as much as I try to get them to do the same, they refuse. Rude, I know!)

"Come on, Simon. Seriously, go set the table. Then go wake up your boyfriend, else he isn't going to eat!" Penny finally says, pulling away from me.

Although, technically all three of us are in a relationship with one another, Penny and Baz are still trying to find out their place with each other. Which is all I can ask for, because I know the only reason they are even trying is for me. Well, at least in the beginning. Somehow over the past three months, I think they have actually learned to love each other in the way I love them both. Although, being the stuck-ups they are, neither will admit it to one another. That's okay, though, because as long as everyone is happy, I know everything will be alright.

After doing as my girlfriend asked, I go to the bedroom to wake Basil. All the while knowing he is going to be cranky, as he usually is in the mornings.

"Darling? Are you up yet?" I call out as I open the door. Getting no response, I know that he is still fast asleep. But as I near the bed, I see that he is holding both my pillow, and Penny's pillow, close to his chest. 'And he doesn't care for her.' My mind scoffs. Jeez, these two!

Instead of doing the normal thing and just shaking him awake, I jump onto him. I hear him groan beneath me, but I don't apologize.

"Really, Simon?" He mumbles, obviously irritated. I almost feel sorry, so I pepper his face with kisses. Anywhere my lips can reach gets a kiss. Baz's irritated expression is quickly replaced with a huge grin just before he captures my lips with his. Of course, I kiss back immediately.

I don't know how long we lay there, both lost in the perfect kiss, but I know it's long enough that I hear our bedroom door slam shut.

Jumping back from Baz, I see an annoyed Penny glaring at us from the doorway. Her bare foot taps a mile a minute against the wooden floors, and she folds her arms across her chest, eyebrow raised in waiting.