Once More With Feeling ZAINTSEE AU

The Morning After

Saint couldn't remember the last him he'd slept so well, he thought as he was waking up. He lifted his head slightly, wincing as the pain returned and started wondering if he actually needed to wake up after all. "Stupid freaking pain..." he murmured.He was warm and surrounded by a set of familiar arms so he just lay his head back down and listened to the comforting heartbeat while enjoying the feeling of skin on his cheek. "Good morning sleepy head." A deep voice rumbled from the chest. It was only then that Saint's brain fully engaged and he remembered the chest he was laying on was Zee's. He must have basically climbed on top of him during the night.

He scrambled down and sat up on the bed allowing Zee to sit up finally. He looked and saw a red mark where Saint's cheek must have been for hours plus a small patch of drool was currently running down towards his nipple. It was official Saint was going to die of embarrassment. He waited to see what Zee was going to say, or how he was going to react at least but he did nothing. He simply asked "Did you sleep OK?" And when Saint nodded he continued "That's great. I'm going to hit the bathroom and then I'll make us some food so you can take your stronger pills for that pain. Are you ok for the bathroom or do you want to go first?" Saint muttered a "No I'm fine thanks." Then Zee had left the room.

Zee left the room and ran to the bathroom before locking himself in. He'd been awake a little while before Saint but couldn't find it in him to move him while he looked so cute sleeping. So he'd just looked him him for a while thinking how nice it felt to hold someone and be held like that. There had been no one who'd shared his bed since Kara and he thought he would never be willing or able to do it again. But just like with everything else Saint was the exception. But then his thoughts had turned to what else he hadn't been doing in bed and his dick began to stir. He thought he would die of embarrassment if Saint was woken up with him poking at his hip. He knew it was just a natural reaction and nothing to be ashamed of but with everything Saint had been through that was the last thing he needed. He washed his hands and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast for them both.

Saint sat on the bed trying to reassure himself that if Zee was fine he should be fine too. It was just a cuddle after all, not like they didn't hug each other normally. But usually there were more clothes involved, the unhelpful part of Saint's brain reminded him. Yeah but it never felt that good before either, an equally unhelpful part supplied. He was about to scream at his brain to shut up when Zee returned thankfully with a top on and their breakfasts, plus Saint's pills. He'd made eggs and toast with coffee. Saint loved it when Zee cooked, he was so good at it and Saint loved to eat so they were a perfect partnership.

Zee gave Saint his medication and a glass of water from the tray then placed the tray between them so they could both eat. He loved seeing Saint eating his cooking because what ever it was Zee had made, he always appreciated it. "Omg..." Saint began with a mouthful of eggs "how do get them soooo fluffy?" He continued eating his food while Zee giggled helplessly. "What?" Saint said biting into his toast. "Well it's just that I think Lee's name for you is wrong. You're not like a cute bunny." Saint quirked an eyebrow waiting for Zee to finish. Zee pinched his cheeks and said "With them cheeks you're more like an adorable hamster." He finished with a grin. Saint swallowed his toast then sipped some coffee. "You are very lucky your cooking is delicious or I'd be dumping this plate over your head." He said before sticking his tongue out. Zee would have reciprocated but he was too busy laughing.

Once they finished eating and Zee had collected the dishes, Saint yawned and stretched and realised how gross he felt. He was too tired yesterday to get anything more than a wash and was desperate for a long hot shower. When realised that would be impossible due to his bandages he lay back down  and began sulking. Zee came back in the room and saw Saint back in bed and wanted to make sure he was alright. "Saint..." he said softly enough that if Saint was sleeping he wouldn't be disturbed. "What?" Came the grumpy reply from Saint. Zee knew that was Saint's sulky voice so he was ok to carry on talking and hopefully cheer him up.

"What's wrong?" Zee asked "You sad all the foods gone?" That earned him a pillow to the head. "No you stupid Koala looking shit, I'm sad because I want a shower but I can't have one or even a bath. I'm going to be stink for at least a week." He threw the cover over his head for extra dramatic effect. Zee tried and failed not to grin. "And why can't you bathe or shower again?" Zee asked. "Because of theses stupid bandages and the fact standing too long hurts." Came the voice from under the covers. "And I can't help you and put plastic bags around the bandages because..." This obviously hadn't occurred to Saint because he threw the covers off himself  and sat up. "Wait! You'd help? Why didn't I think of bags?" He said looking genuinely confused. "Probably the stronger pills you had earlier." Zee said. "Do you think you'll be safe to shower while they're effecting you?" He asked. He wouldn't want Saint doing anything if the pills were effecting him too much.  Saint give him his patented "Fuck You Face" and answered "I'm fine. Plus you'll be there to look after me if I get unsteady so let's goooo. I need to get clean!" Zee just rolled his eyes and got up to help Saint to his feet, he'd work out the plan once they actually made it to the bathroom.