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Phoenix Universe: fragment
Just a short fragment from a slightly longer part that I'm going to finish writing as soon as the students doing make-up work show and finish. Until then, enjoy.



For the first time since he'd gotten married, and quite possibly for the first time since he moved out of his house, Davis was going to get to class on time. He had to. It was exams week and if he wanted to pass, he needed to be on campus at 9:00am. He'd gotten up early, showered, dressed, and had even gotten in thirty minutes of last minute cramming. All he needed to do was get on his motorcycle, and head to campus.

So why was he still standing in his room watching Ken sleep?

It was because Ken was still asleep. Usually the dragon was up long before Davis even cracked his eye open. Ken rode the bus to campus and needed to be up at least an hour before his first 8am to make sure he got to campus on time. By the time Davis was frantically cramming a breakfast bar into his mouth, Ken was already in class.

He was cute when he slept. Davis had always though the dragon was cute. Handsome. Beautiful. Pretty. Attractive. Cool and a little aloof, almost unapproachable but not quite managing to be as distant and unflappable as Ken liked to believe he was.

When he'd first met Ken, a month before their arranged marriage, Davis had been drawn to that. The dragon was so different from anyone else he'd seen, all cool colors as opposed to a phoenix's fiery tones. The phoenix never thought it would happen. And once it did happen, Davis never thought it would work.

Now Davis was standing here, staring at Ken as he slept in his bed. Their bed. Sometimes he worried that it wouldn't last. He worried that Ken would wake up and realize he got shafted in the whole deal. The phoenix worried that he would wind up back where they were before Ken broke his arm: lonely while never alone, hurting and defensive and slowly learning to really dislike Ken's anal retentiveness.

Mostly, at this moment, Davis was just worried that Ken might sleep through his own exams.



No, it's not almost exam week for me. Why do you ask?