The next morning, Ken woke up nice and early as usual. His muscles felt a little tight, mainly because of the long flight the day before. He gave Ai a kiss on her forehead and got up, changing into some tight fitting clothes for his morning run.
Upon going into the lounge, he saw Steve sleeping soundly, his soft snores filling the room. There was drool dripping out the corner of his mouth, painting a comical sight.
With a small smile, Ken nudged him once, "You coming for a run?"
"I'm up." He said sleepily, sitting up on the spot.
It seemed that living with Ken the past year had conditioned him to waking up quickly and efficiently. He trudged over to the door and grabbed his shoes, placing them on as if he was on autopilot.
They walked onto the street and could already feel a warm breeze beginning to stir. It was not yet dawn, but the light was starting to creep into the sky.
Without a word, Ken broke into his jog, hearing Steve beside him.
