The Morning After
Gunn had done a lot of weird shit in his life. Most of that shit had included demons and the hunting of. Some of it included karaoke. None of it had included threesomes with his best friend and his best friend's very fine girlfriend.
Yeah, that had changed somewhere in the past twelve hours or so.
He woke up slowly, not in any rush to move. His limbs felt heavy and his forehead was leaning against someone's shoulder and it was a lot easier to just keep his eyes closed and kiss that someone's shoulder - he didn't really care who it belonged to, it was warm and it was there, waiting - than it was regaining full consciousness.
Yeah, that had changed somewhere in the past twelve hours or so.
He woke up slowly, not in any rush to move. His limbs felt heavy and his forehead was leaning against someone's shoulder and it was a lot easier to just keep his eyes closed and kiss that someone's shoulder - he didn't really care who it belonged to, it was warm and it was there, waiting - than it was regaining full consciousness.