Instead of a comment or an explanation as to why the alarm clock was set off in his ear, Gavin only gave Haydn a wide, innocent grin with his eyes bright. He knew that the other boy could not stay annoyed long- he was too tired and things like this had been done too many times already. At least he didn't decide to cuddle this time. As the Jew yawned, Gavin stood smirking, proud of his victory. He had woken up his roommate and now he would have company that would not strangle for the sudden loud noise.
“G'morning, sunshine.” he replied finally, grin still playing on his lips.
The blond studied his exhausted roommate with a small hint of sympathy. He was not the easiest person to handle early in the morning (or ever for that matter) and yet Haydn endured. Savannah always asked how even though she had willingly shared a room with him after their reunion in New York. It was something the twins brushed off as making up for lost time- it worked for a simple reason instead of spending time with why they missed each other. Most teens would be repulsed at the idea of sharing a room with a sister at the age of 11 never mind 15.
“It's breakfast time, Hayd. Get your shirt on and your zippo. No need to melt the hearts of the ladies with that body,” Gavin commented mischievously.
Finding a shirt laying on the floor, he picked it up to see if it were clean before tossing it at the hot boy. Not in the way that Gavin was physically attracted to the his roommate but the Jew had a temperature issue- he was warm to the touch. Scalding hot when a certain other blond walked into the room and actually looked happy and not like a serial killer. It was one of the things that made Gavin glad that people used him to jump start cars or recharge their batteries instead of keeping their coffee or tea warm.
Testing his luck, Gavin looked at Haydn with a tilted head and a playful grin returning.