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Kayn was on garden duty again. It's not even a garden, it was a couple of potted plants that Yone couldn't help himself buying and all you do for garden duty is just water the plants and snip off dead leaves but that's too boring in Kayn's mind, even Rhaast agrees that it shouldn't be a thing to be taken care of.
So here he was, bored as ever, watering the potted plants. They sat by the big window with a view of the fire escape stairs– no wonder some of them have dead leaves, how are they supposed to get sunlight if they're under some big shadow?– Putting back the water can on the side table next to the window, he grabbed the snippers right next to it and looked for any dead leaves.
“Hm? It's my first time seeing you on garden duty.” Ah, he's awake. Kayn only ever woke up at this hour to avoid being caught doing something, time passed by that quickly when he’s bored.
He ignores him, not wanting to deal with having to explain himself plus it's too fucking early to banter with him. He starts with the first pot and snips away the leaves, good thing Yone told him which is dead and which isn't; good thing he even listened.
Hearing footsteps approach him, he still ignored the other like a fly begging to be swatted away.
“Surprisingly, you're actually doing a decent job.” Green is such a ridiculous color, the shadow being casted over has darkened the color yet it was still prominent on the eyes. He grabs hold of the dead leaves and dumps them into the small trash can under the table.
He heard the other walk off somewhere, relieved that he's left alone to his boring thoughts, he snips the next pot’s leaves. The sound of snipping was the only thing occupying the space.
It's oddly nice.
Which lasted for about a minute before he heard footsteps approaching him again. He doesn't bother to look, assuming it's Aphelios also coming to see what he's up to, ‘it's the mutt.’ Rhaast spoke up, jumpscaring him.
He felt arms wrapped around his waist, freezing in place, he glanced down to the hands that were covered by a familiar blanket.
“Uh… Ez?” Kayn finally speaks to the other man. His response back was just a hum which made Kayn even more unsure what to do.
It's definitely known that the most touchy people in the band were Ezreal and Sett. It's not that he was jealous or anything when Ezreal keeps Aphelios close to him, the hand holding with Sett, the close hold with K'Sante, the relaxed muscles with Yone.
Right now, Ezreal is hugging him? Not something he'll expect out of him and he just allows it to continue.
Kayn moves on from the pot after dumping the leaves again, he holds onto the hands that rests on his stomach and drags the man to the next pot to continue snipping.
It's rather, nice. This quietness between them, the sound of snipping to fill the empty space again, the warmth of Ezreal on his back. It was comforting, Rhaast wasn't complaining in his head either, both rather satisfied with this calmness that they have. He relaxed into the man's arms, he wouldn't mind staying like this for a while.
He hears the door unlocking and looks up to see Sett and K'Sante walking in. They all make eye contact before K'Sante smirks at the scene.
“Did we interrupt the duo's lovey-dovey time?” Annoyed and somewhat flustered, he grips the snippers as he was about to launch himself at the teasing man but stopped himself. K'Sante raises his brow, confused in the sudden change of behavior before realizing.
“Hah, continue on your garden duty, I have to make coffee for Yone.” K'Sante waves them off as he heads over to the kitchen.
Sett gives him a smile. “I'll go wake up Phel. Hey Ez!” Ezreal lifts his head off of Kayn's back and gives the bigger man a wave before going back into place.
Kayn watches as Sett heads upstairs. He might as wish the floor gulps him down away from this embarrassment.
“Ez, get off me.”
“No.”
“Ez.”
He feels the small vibration of Ezreal groaning on his back. The weight decreased as he felt Ezreal lift himself off but not letting go of his waist.
“I'll get off if you promise not to kill me.”
“You're on thin fucking ice.”
“How about a kiss?”
He knows he's joking but he's fucking annoyingly cute to be acting like a little shit right now and it’s still too early for him to be bantering. He sighs, putting the snippers down and throwing the leaves away, he grabs hold of Ezreal's hands to maneuver himself around to finally make contact with the vocalist.
Freeing his hands, he settles them down on Ezreal’s hips; leaning in closer, in close breaths but not exactly touching. The shorter man looks up at him confused, Kayn sees a hint of red flushed on his cheeks, “Kayn? Wait-” Before he could say anything, a pair of lips collided with his, shutting him up instantly.
It was a soft, warm kiss that Ezreal immediately melted into, returning back the kiss. Kayn is never the gentle-touch type, he'll knock your teeth out before you brush against him, he'll lunge at you with his full body weight to consider it as a ‘touch’– Hell, even Ezreal had bruises on him from the tight grips Kayn holds on his arms, lasting for weeks sometimes, not that he minded– But the kiss was awfully gentle from the man above him, like Kayn made sure he wasn't doing something Ezreal hated. It's as if he loves him, as if they were lovers . After a while, Kayn pulls away but does one last peck on his lips before letting Ezreal go.
“Happy?”
“M-..More than happy.. Do it again.”
“Fuck off.” Just for that brief moment, it was like a switch flipped on, Kayn gripped Ezreal's arms and roughly pulled them apart, breaking free from the green-haired man's grasp. He shoots him a glare before walking off to head upstairs, leaving a flustered, and rather upset, Ezreal behind.
Yone descends down the stairs and looks at Ezreal with a brow raised.
“Ezreal?” Snapping out of it, he sheepishly wraps himself back into his blanket and heads to the couch to go watch TV, not wanting to respond to Yone to save his dignity. Without a response, Yone shrugs it off and heads to the kitchen.
Now left alone, Ezreal buries himself up to his chest and lightly screams into the blanket.
There's no way they can be considered friends after this.
–
Sett's daily morning routine: he wakes up at 6 am to jog with K'Sante, heads to the gym around 7:30 am with him, heads back home around 9 am, and wakes up Phel at 10 am.
After encountering Kayn and Ezreal in the living room, he made his way to the shared room with Aphelios. He gently opens the door, walking inside, and closing it to not make a sound. Aphelios is not a morning person, stays up at night constantly either writing songs or playing games, Sett wants him to sleep a decent time but there's definitely no way to convince a stubborn man out of a schedule he spent years on.
He also doesn't have the heart in him to wake up Aphelios so early.
Glancing over to the pc setup that is tucked in the corner, he moves the mouse around to see if the man had any tabs opened; seeing that he had a couple softwares opened, he saved them all quickly before turning off the pc to give it a rest.
He pulls out his phone to check the time, still not time to wake him up, he walks over to his side of the room to change into something more comfortable.
Once finished, he heads over to Aphelios's bed. It's a single bed, he definitely doesn't fit in it but it snuggles the shorter man quite neatly and it also doesn't stop the bigger man to evade the already occupied space with himself. He grabs hold of Aphelios in his arms and moves him to lay him on top of his chest before inserting himself right on the bed.
Cuddling into him, Sett gives Aphelios a kiss on the forehead. The other stirs in his sleep but doesn't wake up. As much as Aphelios isn't a morning person, Sett isn't much of a night person compared to his lover but it was always sweet of Aphelios to say goodnight to him before he heads to bed.
A soft kiss to the forehead and a light whisper ‘goodnight’ will always make Sett melt to his ankles. He loves him so badly it makes his teeth rot with sweet words.
He forgot he had his phone in his hand, he checks the time to see it was a little over past 10, he opens up discord to see Kayn sitting in a voice chat channel by himself. He debates whether to join it or not, decides he will after waking Aphelios up.
Shaking the body on top of him, “Phel, wake up, it's morning.” No response, he gives a peck on the top of his head before shaking him again.
“Phel.. Wake up.” The man stirs before lifiting his head to make eye contact with the man below him. Sett gives him a warm smile, petting down Aphelios's hair.
“Morning Phel.” Aphelios, with already tired eyes, squints at him before laying his head back down onto his chest. Chuckling– the vibration was definitely felt by Aphelios– he slightly sat up so the other could get up by himself. The movement made him begrudgingly get up and give a quick peck to Sett's cheek, he signs a ‘good morning’ and heads to the bathroom to freshen up.
He so badly wants to go into the bathroom right after him to litter him with kisses. He restrains himself, he's not about to get hit or kicked by his lover right now.
He looks over to the discord again and still sees Kayn by himself. Pressing on the channel, he joins expecting Kayn to cuss him out.
“Sett. I kissed a dude.”
Caught off guard, “is that bad?”
“Very bad.”
“I didn't take you as homophobic.”
Exasperated,“I- That's not!- Dude, I KISSED A GUY.”
“And?”
“THAT GUY WAS EZZzzzz ughh…” A loud bang was heard as his voice became muffled, it sounded like he hit his head.
“So sorry?”
“Cut to the chase lover boy, how do I get rid of this guy and this blasphemous heart of mine.”
Sett gets interrupted to answer when Aphelios walks out of the bathroom. He looks at Sett, tilting his head, Sett points at the discord call with Kayn. Aphelios scoffs and walks over to give him a kiss on the cheek, signing a ‘I love you’. “I love you too, darling.”
Satisfied, Aphelios heads out of their room.
Completely not forgetting that he was on call with Kayn, he cleared his throat.
“Anyways-”
“You guys are gross, on fucking main?”
“Hey, I'm going to leave this call and tell everyone you kissed Ez.”
“My sincerest apologies boss.”
He didn't know how long this call lasted for, it was for sure annoyingly long enough but very satisfying to hear Ezreal join the call and Kayn phasing through the walls into his shared room just to freak out in said room because he left the call suspiciously faster than any bolt.
–
Yone is very picky with his coffee. It's not a hobby or something he'll cater to but he'd be very specific with certain coffee beans, the type, the way they're blended, presented and at a certain brew. Yone will rather order water or tea at a coffee shop than having to deal with his distaste.
However, K'Sante's coffee was perfect. The beans were a brand that K'Sante found aimlessly one day and has hold true to Yone's taste buds, he blends them enough to make sure there's not chunks or kicks leftover but never too dusty; when brewed, K'Sante always make sure the temperature of the water was right and that coffee machine was filtered and cleaned. Once finished, he'll drop two sugar cubes into the cup before handing it over to Yone like a present neatly wrapped just for him.
It's exactly how Yone likes his coffee.
After not getting a response out of Ezreal, he heads inside the kitchen to see K’Sante fixing up something in the blender, he remembers the bigger man makes a protein smoothie-like yogurt after he gets home from the gym. He offered some to him one time but he declined saying he wasn't much interested in protein mixes like that. K'Sante told him he won't grow that way, he got gutted after that.
He looked over to see his coffee was still being brewed. He walks over to K'Sante, curious on what type of color it'll be this time, causing the other to look over to him.
“Good morning Yone. Your coffee is almost finished.” Yone hums in response– it's green, must be matcha flavored? K'Sante mentioned he only likes matcha flavored things when it's mixed in at the bare minimum– guess he should figure out what to make for breakfast once everyone starts scurrying in.
Heading over to the fridge, leaving K'Sante to his own devices, maybe he should've asked Ezreal what he'll like but it's too late to do so anyways, besides, the other wasn't going to respond to him even if he did. He feels as if it’s an omelet morning, he opens the fridge and grabs the egg carton, laying it on the counter.
K’Sante finishes up his smoothie-yogurt, placing it inside a bowl, he walks over to the coffee machine to grab the brewed coffee out, he opens the cabinet above him and grabs Yone’s mug that Kayn got him one day as a gift– it was more of a joke but Yone never dared to part without the mug– designed with ‘I HEART Hot Moms’.
Pouring the coffee into the mug, he opens a container full of sugar cubes; he picks two and drops it into the coffee. He opens the drawer to get a small spoon to stir it together, satisfied with the results, he turns over to Yone with the mug and gives him a small smile.
“Your coffee dear.” Yone gives him a smile back, grabbing the mug of his hand– the skin contact was brief but the brush of fingers lightly clasping over his own sent shivers down his spine, warm and soft– having the coffee in hand now, he gives it a good whiff before exhaling in satisfaction.
“Thank you K’Sante.”
K’Sante watches him take a sip of the coffee, it was still hot but Yone seems unresponsive to such things since the amount he drinks is unhealthy, he stares at him as Yone’s lips makes contact with the mug sipping the coffee inside. His lips were slightly puckered, he always notices how soft and glistening Yone’s lips are from time to time he sees the man apply chapstick sometimes even succumbing to Ezreal’s lipstick tryouts, they look– kissable– nice.
Looking away to deviate his thoughts somewhere else, he heads back to his protein bowl and starts consuming it. He grabs his phone out to check the time and his social medias while he listens to Yone makes breakfast nearby him, taking in the harmonic hums Yone was busy with.
It was a nice morning today.