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asphaltcowgrrlTitle: Another Morning in Paradise
Fandom: Romani Detective Original Fiction
Pairing: Andrej Zeklos/James Rosewood/Zayne Reyes
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 550
Summary: The boys promised Andrej that they could cuddle in bed and read – or sleep late – on Sunday mornings.
Autor’s Note: Written for the ‘reading in bed’ prompt on comment_fic. Shout out to my favorite ginger who has this unerring ability to know when I’m on the last pages of my book and decides that moment is when he absolutely, positively has to tell me every last thing on his mind.
“Give me that,” Zayne said, snatching a magazine out of James’ hand. “That looks more interesting than this one.” He slapped the magazine he’d had against the redhead’s chest.
“Damnit, Reyes,” James growled. “I was reading that.”
“Not anymore,” Zayne said, snuggling into the mound of pillows Zeklos always kept on the bed.
“Andy,” James whined. “Reyes took my magazine.”
Andrej’s eyes never left the book he was reading.
“Leave him alone,” Zayne said. “He’s really into that goofy ass romance he started last night.”
James leaned forward and glanced at the cover. “At least this one has a vampire on the front and not a cowboy, Reyes.”
“Hmph,” Zayne huffed. “He has plenty of cowboy books, narco. I’m not offended.”
“I can’t read this crap,” James announced, throwing the magazine onto the bed and sliding out from under the covers. “I have a book I left in the living room.”
James disappeared and Zayne watched him go. “Should I lock the door while he’s gone, Zek?” Andrej ignored him. “Yeah, probably not.”
Zayne sat quietly for a moment, waiting for Zeklos to even acknowledge that he was there. Seeing that his partner was engrossed in his book, he decided to take a page out of the ginger’s book and go get something from his room. There had to be something in there that he hadn’t read yet.
Andrej waited until he was sure Zayne was in his room before he closed his book, making sure to insert the bookmark first. Pulling the earbuds out of his ears, he gave his head a small shake. He never was able to get any reading done when his boys were around. Even though James and Zayne had agreed to give him his Sunday mornings, they couldn’t manage to stop fighting long enough for Andrej to finish a chapter, let alone a book.
Thus, the earbuds.
He glanced at the door, smiling. Maybe if he locked the door? But no, that would piss them off, making it even less likely he was going to do anything but referee his two childish boyfriends. A better idea came to him. Grabbing his cell phone, Andrej sent a group text.
Go get breakfast and coffee, te rog.
Both of you.
No arguments.
There. That ought to give him at least an hour of peace and quiet. First, they needed to get dressed. Then it’d take a good twenty minutes for them to decide whether to hit Dunkin Donuts or go to the specialty place around the corner. With a quiet chuckle, Andrej settled back into the middle of the pile of pillows. He pulled the linens up to his waist and sighed, content. Finally. Popping his earbuds back in, he opened his book and started to read.
“I really ought to get a cat,” he muttered as he turned the page. “A cat would allow me to read while still keeping me company. These two cannot stay quiet for two minutes.” Andrej grinned, remembering that Zayne often talked in his sleep.
In the end, Andrej figured they had their uses and, despite how annoying they both could be, he loved them anyway. Sometimes, he even missed them when they were gone. Andrej glanced at the bedroom door. But this morning was not one of those times.
Fandom: Romani Detective Original Fiction
Pairing: Andrej Zeklos/James Rosewood/Zayne Reyes
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 550
Summary: The boys promised Andrej that they could cuddle in bed and read – or sleep late – on Sunday mornings.
Autor’s Note: Written for the ‘reading in bed’ prompt on comment_fic. Shout out to my favorite ginger who has this unerring ability to know when I’m on the last pages of my book and decides that moment is when he absolutely, positively has to tell me every last thing on his mind.
“Give me that,” Zayne said, snatching a magazine out of James’ hand. “That looks more interesting than this one.” He slapped the magazine he’d had against the redhead’s chest.
“Damnit, Reyes,” James growled. “I was reading that.”
“Not anymore,” Zayne said, snuggling into the mound of pillows Zeklos always kept on the bed.
“Andy,” James whined. “Reyes took my magazine.”
Andrej’s eyes never left the book he was reading.
“Leave him alone,” Zayne said. “He’s really into that goofy ass romance he started last night.”
James leaned forward and glanced at the cover. “At least this one has a vampire on the front and not a cowboy, Reyes.”
“Hmph,” Zayne huffed. “He has plenty of cowboy books, narco. I’m not offended.”
“I can’t read this crap,” James announced, throwing the magazine onto the bed and sliding out from under the covers. “I have a book I left in the living room.”
James disappeared and Zayne watched him go. “Should I lock the door while he’s gone, Zek?” Andrej ignored him. “Yeah, probably not.”
Zayne sat quietly for a moment, waiting for Zeklos to even acknowledge that he was there. Seeing that his partner was engrossed in his book, he decided to take a page out of the ginger’s book and go get something from his room. There had to be something in there that he hadn’t read yet.
Andrej waited until he was sure Zayne was in his room before he closed his book, making sure to insert the bookmark first. Pulling the earbuds out of his ears, he gave his head a small shake. He never was able to get any reading done when his boys were around. Even though James and Zayne had agreed to give him his Sunday mornings, they couldn’t manage to stop fighting long enough for Andrej to finish a chapter, let alone a book.
Thus, the earbuds.
He glanced at the door, smiling. Maybe if he locked the door? But no, that would piss them off, making it even less likely he was going to do anything but referee his two childish boyfriends. A better idea came to him. Grabbing his cell phone, Andrej sent a group text.
Go get breakfast and coffee, te rog.
Both of you.
No arguments.
There. That ought to give him at least an hour of peace and quiet. First, they needed to get dressed. Then it’d take a good twenty minutes for them to decide whether to hit Dunkin Donuts or go to the specialty place around the corner. With a quiet chuckle, Andrej settled back into the middle of the pile of pillows. He pulled the linens up to his waist and sighed, content. Finally. Popping his earbuds back in, he opened his book and started to read.
“I really ought to get a cat,” he muttered as he turned the page. “A cat would allow me to read while still keeping me company. These two cannot stay quiet for two minutes.” Andrej grinned, remembering that Zayne often talked in his sleep.
In the end, Andrej figured they had their uses and, despite how annoying they both could be, he loved them anyway. Sometimes, he even missed them when they were gone. Andrej glanced at the bedroom door. But this morning was not one of those times.
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