Easing up from the bed, he glanced at his phone. Six o�clock, another hour and they should be off. It had happened often enough that Rob overslept, Sabu too distracted to wake him or simply not caring. It was always Rob that made amends when they were late.
Sabu came out of the bathroom wearing his usual jeans, a red shirt slung over his shoulders as he fumbled with his headgear. He usually wore at least that if they were travelling to an arena. After the show he could care less.
�You�re up early,� Rob muttered, an arm now dangling over his lover�s shoulder. He breathed in the fresh scent of him, and swore he could almost smell the water. How did one smell water? Rob wasn�t sure.
�I always am.�
�Hmmm.� Rob leaned in for a kiss, still feeling somewhat lazy as he enjoyed the minty taste of Sabu�s toothpaste. They�d have to get ready soon - finding a good rental was always tricky - but thankfully not yet.
�Lazy fucker,� Sabu murmured, but Rob noticed an arm sneak around him and smiled as a hand rested at the small of his back.
Rob chuckled, hands moving up Sabu�s bare back, making the man shiver. �You love me anyway.�
Sabu snorted, but Rob smiled at the knowledge that � even with all of Sabu�s griping � he didn�t dare deny it.