☕ mornings
For the Masuda to my Tegoshi,
the milk in my coffee,
my constant inspiration to write;
arigatouima
Good morning my dear, please enjoy your coffee whilst reading this!
This is just something very short and really pointless to maybe bring me out of my writers block ;;w;;
and also because i really really really love coffee.
Mornings are a curse, Masuda mutters as he slowly gets out of bed.
But they are also probably the reason that coffee was invented, so he guesses that he has to at least cut mornings some slack in that department.
He walks out into the kitchen, threading out his hair with one hand, as he takes out a coffee filter with the other.
By now he just goes through the motions of putting everything in place and filling the pot with water, until he opens the jar of coffee and his head clears a bit.
There's nothing better than the smell of coffee in the morning. Or at least Masuda thinks so.
But then those four scoops of coffee seem endless, and Masuda consideres briefly for the umpteenth time to buy one of those coffee makers that magically turns itself on at a specified time.
It would save him the hassle and the zombie-state of mind that he always makes coffee in.
However, considering that amazing smell of coffee powder again, he decides that the few extra minutes of tiredness is all worth it in the end.
He also kinda loves walking in to his bedroom, and watching a still very much asleep Tegoshi wiggling his way out of the shared, but always hogged, blankets when he smells the newly made coffee.
The way he barely even makes it to full awakeness before his first sip is also very endearing.
So No, Masuda thinks with a coffee mug in his hand and a sleepy Tegoshi at his side, mornings aren't really that bad after all.