a day, but a day, a very good day

[sassyspock]

Zach was getting use to Risa, fast. No one knew who he was here, except the people he met on the Enterprise. No reporters trying to bother him, no paparazzi following him around trying to get a picture, no fans coming up and asking for pictures or autographs. It was a really, honest, vacation, and in the scope of things he couldn't have been more

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[erudite_actor]

Chris surveyed his purchases, chewing his lip as he made sure everything was in place. Up early again today, he'd slipped out of the hotel and gone down to the small market at the corner, filling a basket with whatever he could find that looked good for breakfast. One final stop for coffee and he'd returned, spreading everything out in the small kitchenette and assembling a couple of plates of fresh fruit, cheese, and warm, fresh rolls. Looking through the cabinet, he found a tray and loaded the plates onto it along with the coffee

[sassyspock]

Zach gave a quiet groan of sound, trying to find the edge of the blanket and drag it over his head. There might have been a muttered five minutes but it was hard to say. It was nice and warm beneath the blankets, and he was relaxed and comfortable. The idea of getting up seemed like an insult to such comfort.

[erudite_actor]

Chuckling, Chris eased down on to the bed next to Zach, the small slice of bed Zach wasn't sprawled across meaning he had to curl close so he didn't end up in the floor. Sliding an arm around him, he tried again, nuzzling against Zach's shoulder.

"I have coffee..." Chris coaxed, his voice light and teasing.

[sassyspock]

"That's teasing," Zach groaned, lifting his head just enough to open his eyes and look at Chris. "Coffee is my own weakness, other than hungry dogs that won't take no for an answer." He rubbed a hand over his face, grunting as he stretched out against Chris.