Duo opened his eyes when Heero walked over, mouth stretching into a tonsil revealing yawn. "Hey," Duo said, voice rusty. Heero liked it when Duo's voice is husky, roughened by sleep. Duo cleared his throat and grinned.

Heero sat down at the end on the sofa, ignoring the yelp that Duo made as he shuffled to make room on their lumpy sofa. "Work tomorrow?" He asked, because Duo has never been a morning person.

"Not until two," Duo replied, looking smug. "Hilde is handling the morning customers as long as I fix the shuttle before Tuesday."

"It broke down again?" Heero leaned back into the couch, not commenting as Duo's feet snuggle into his lap. Duo's socks are covered with monkeys. He squinted, it was Curious George. Duo had an obsession with pre-colony cartoons and animations. Heero therefore, knew also.

"Yeah," Duo scratched at his tummy, exposing his stomach. Heero's eyes linger. Duo knew of course and stretched. "Shouldn't be too hard, but the old girl is, well, old. We'll have to replace her soon, but until then, she and I have to work well."

"Do you want some hot chocolate then?" Heero smiled, as Duo's eyes light up.

"Is the earth round?" Duo said, launching himself off the couch with renewed enthusiasm.

"No, actually. The earth is not a perfect sphere but bulges at the equator and at the North and South Poles it -- " Heero began before he is interrupted. He didn't much so much now.

"I know, Heero, I know." Duo laughed as he walked into the kitchen. Heero admired the laugh, how the corner of Duo's lips seem lopsided, but only because Duo tilted his head slightly toward the left.

It was just one of aspects of Duo that he liked, loved.