Quiet morning

[gwenchan]

 Fandom: Hades

Prompt: Drabble 400 parole
 

Thanatos as usual wakes a minute before his alarm goes off. 

Next to him, Zagreus groans and shifts a bit more under the covers, till only the top of his messy head peers out. 

"Already?" he says, voice rough with sleep. 

"I'm afraid so." They have a funeral early this morning. "I still have so many things to do."

Normally he tries to not arrive last minute—that's incredibile unprofessional—but last week had been a chaos of requests and work simply kept piling up. 

Zagreus hums. He doesn't mind talking about death. His parents too manage a funeral home, and he worked there for a while before deciding it wasn't truly his call. 

It's pleasant warm under the covers, Zagreus' body always on the hot side, and it takes a lot of Thanatos' discipline and professionalism to roll onto the floor and then in the shower. 

His shampoo his running low. Popping the cap open, he knows exactly who to blame. But Zagreus insists he likes to smell Thanatos on himself. 

Thanatos showers slowly, a little luxury he indulges in. When he returns to the bedroom, Zagreus' eyes are wide open.

"Go back to sleep," Thanatos says, picking a pair of new slack and a freshly ironed shirt from the dresser. "I know you went to bed late last night."

"I'm not sleepy," Zagreus answers and then yawns. He appears in the kitchen a little later while Thanatos is waiting for the kettle to finish warming the water for his morning coffee. Giving Thanatos a quick peck on the cheek, he takes a tea-bag from the pantry and a package of his favourite chocolate cookies. 

He pulls his sleeping T-shirt onto his knees as he sits, ignoring Thanatos protests he'll end up deforming it.It's only an old shirt.

They have breakfast in peaceful and companionable silence, and Thanatos cherish every single second of it. Zagreus is normally always so active, so full of energy, always moving that it's endearing seeing him quietly dripping a cookie in his tea careful to not let it soak too much. 

"Go back to bed," Thanatos says again when they are done, gulping down the last of his coffee. Zagreus smiles.

"Uhm, maybe I will."

Standing up, he gets on his tip-toes to kiss Thanatos on the lips. 

"Have a nice day."

"You too."