The Best Part of Waking Up, Giles/Andrew, PG-13, and NOT Angsty, for once!



There were definite advantages to having to move out of his flat—Andrew giggled at the word, wondering how anyone could live in something two-dimensional—due to his claim that his living space was being fumigated, “forcing” him to move in with Giles.

That was Andrew’s thought as he woke up to the smell of breakfast foods—eggs and bacon, mostly likely. Still, as good as that sounded to his stomach, the hissing noise of the frying pan and the lovely scent of the food hinted at something else entirely.

Holding his breath, Andrew crept out of his room, still wearing his Star Wars pajamas, and peeked around the corner, letting his eyes feast on the naked rear end of the Head of the Council. Tight, white, and promising utter delight. Did anyone else know about Giles’ habit of cooking breakfast in nothing but an apron? He didn’t think so. Andrew rather fancied the notion that Giles did it solely for his eyes only, though he wasn’t sure whether it was to torture him or lure his attentions. It was such a revealing apron, after all…

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lol
Please let it be a Giles wind-up, because the idea of Giles having a thing for Andrew is making me all fretful *g*
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