for @mvgnets because why not
it’s early morning. alex is cold, it’s always strangely cold on the starjammer. he’s stressed , as per usual. he feels the tension in his shoulder blades, the back of his neck, his wrists, the small of his back. basically everywhere. he outstretches and leans his chin on one hand, the other moving to run lazily through his hair.
no trouble today , alex thinks, thanking the stars
above around him. at least for now, a sigh forces itself through parted lips. he’s in his usual sleepy morning daze. getting up from his chair in front of the console he rises, slowly walking to the kitchen for the much needed cup of coffee. he’ll make two. one for him and one for lorna.
the instant her name crosses his mind a smile cracks his sleepy features. he’s hopeful today will be a calm cruising day so he can spend a day in bed with his love, his wife and not have to worry about intergalactic affairs. just for today. he stares off at the coffee maker, lips upturned. he loves that woman more than simple words and thoughts could ever express. maybe next week he’ll ask the skrulls if they know some better ones.
he chuckles quietly at his own joke. an instant later, the coffee machine beeps and he pours out two mugs of the steaming liquid. he puts two sugars and cream in his and four sugars and twice as much cream for lorna. (and a dash of milk, he wouldn’t dare forget that.). alex almost cringes at the thought of something that sweet.
mugs in hand, havok lazily makes his way through the corridors to his chambers (chamber? no, bedroom.) opens the sliding doors to find a sleeping polaris, he strides over, places a hand upon her shoulder, setting her mug of coffee on the bedside table and rousing her awake.
❛─ hey c’mon … wake up, sleeping beauty ❜ he teases.