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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Frankenstein and Muzaka's morning routine, and one routine for when they get home.
Notes: 'Muzaka never left' verse.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 414
Status: Work in progress
Frankenstein stirred, feeling Muzaka nuzzle his neck. "Hey."
"I'm awake," Frankenstein murmured, running a hand through Muzaka's hair.
"The sun'll be up soon," Muzaka said, getting out of bed.
"Mm." It would only take a minute to get up.
* * *
The morning had a bit of a chill to it, not that Muzaka noticed as usual, standing on the rooftop with Frankenstein in just one layer.
But that was fine. Heat radiated from Muzaka as they watched the sunrise together, Muzaka at his back, his arms draped around Frankenstein's shoulders.
* * *
Muzaka had finished getting dressed by the time Frankenstein got out the shower, though his tie was still around his neck.
"I could make you a clip-on tie," Frankenstein said with a sigh, smiling as Muzaka came over, brush in hand.
"An' I'm sure you can make somethin' that brushes yer own hair," Muzaka said as Frankenstein pulled his towel away.
"Hmm," Frankenstein said, still smiling. He did Muzaka's tie while Muzaka brushed his hair. "No, I prefer it this way."
"Same."
* * *
Frankenstein frowned at his phone as he and Muzaka sat down for breakfast.
"Oi," Muzaka said, raising his eyebrows.
"I know," Frankenstein said, putting his phone back in his pocket. "But I thought I saw Kim-nim from my advisors mention something about a change in one of our contracts."
Muzaka nodded, starting to eat. "Yeah, he mentioned that at yer last meeting - you were distracted arguing about where you were going to donate that month's profits to."
"Ah, yes," Frankenstein said testily. "That meeting." But he could read the message once they were finished with breakfast.
* * *
"Urrrgh, finally," Muzaka said once he and Frankenstein were home. As soon as the door was shut behind them, Muzaka pulled his shirt off, tie and all, over his shoulders. "Why'd that meetin' go over by an hour?"
"Because of last minute complications," Frankenstein said, toeing out of his shoes. He picked up Muzaka's jacket off the hook and held it out to him. "You didn't have to stay." He'd told Muzaka to leave before that meeting - he'd had a feeling it would run over.
"Yeah, I did." Muzaka flipped his own shoes off, stepping into his slippers and collected his jacket from Frankenstein. "You were startin' to twitch as well."
Frankenstein smiled. "Thank you for waiting for me."
"No problem," Muzaka said, throwing an arm around Frankenstein's shoulders as they walked into the house.
Summary: Frankenstein and Muzaka's morning routine, and one routine for when they get home.
Notes: 'Muzaka never left' verse.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 414
Status: Work in progress
Frankenstein stirred, feeling Muzaka nuzzle his neck. "Hey."
"I'm awake," Frankenstein murmured, running a hand through Muzaka's hair.
"The sun'll be up soon," Muzaka said, getting out of bed.
"Mm." It would only take a minute to get up.
The morning had a bit of a chill to it, not that Muzaka noticed as usual, standing on the rooftop with Frankenstein in just one layer.
But that was fine. Heat radiated from Muzaka as they watched the sunrise together, Muzaka at his back, his arms draped around Frankenstein's shoulders.
Muzaka had finished getting dressed by the time Frankenstein got out the shower, though his tie was still around his neck.
"I could make you a clip-on tie," Frankenstein said with a sigh, smiling as Muzaka came over, brush in hand.
"An' I'm sure you can make somethin' that brushes yer own hair," Muzaka said as Frankenstein pulled his towel away.
"Hmm," Frankenstein said, still smiling. He did Muzaka's tie while Muzaka brushed his hair. "No, I prefer it this way."
"Same."
Frankenstein frowned at his phone as he and Muzaka sat down for breakfast.
"Oi," Muzaka said, raising his eyebrows.
"I know," Frankenstein said, putting his phone back in his pocket. "But I thought I saw Kim-nim from my advisors mention something about a change in one of our contracts."
Muzaka nodded, starting to eat. "Yeah, he mentioned that at yer last meeting - you were distracted arguing about where you were going to donate that month's profits to."
"Ah, yes," Frankenstein said testily. "That meeting." But he could read the message once they were finished with breakfast.
"Urrrgh, finally," Muzaka said once he and Frankenstein were home. As soon as the door was shut behind them, Muzaka pulled his shirt off, tie and all, over his shoulders. "Why'd that meetin' go over by an hour?"
"Because of last minute complications," Frankenstein said, toeing out of his shoes. He picked up Muzaka's jacket off the hook and held it out to him. "You didn't have to stay." He'd told Muzaka to leave before that meeting - he'd had a feeling it would run over.
"Yeah, I did." Muzaka flipped his own shoes off, stepping into his slippers and collected his jacket from Frankenstein. "You were startin' to twitch as well."
Frankenstein smiled. "Thank you for waiting for me."
"No problem," Muzaka said, throwing an arm around Frankenstein's shoulders as they walked into the house.