Disclaimer: I hate this disclaimer crap....but I love this movie and I must respect it. Muah. I don't any of the characters, yadda yadda you know the drill. Takes place after the movie, when Sam and Joon get their own apartment. Set in Sam's POV

Relish In The Moment

I awoke one cold, gray, wednesday morning to the sound of a blender operating in the kitchen adjacent to the bedroom. My mind clicked and I knew it was only Joon preparing her daily mornining routine of blending Cap'n Crunch cereal, milk, and a nice big glob of extra chunky peanut butter. She loved her routine, follwing it every morning like clockwork, and got upset if it was somehow thrown out of whack. I smile to myself at the memory of one morning when she forgot to replace the lid of the blender, before pressing the "on" button. Needless to say Benny had just come for a visit and wasn't too pleased to see soggy cereal and peanut butter strewn throughout the kitchen, and all over his sister.

After a quick stretch and a rub of the eyes, I haphazardly threw the sheets off of my T-shirt and boxer clad body and sat up. Thank goodness it was cloudy outside; I wasn't much of a morning person and not a fan of bright sunlight in the eyes that early. At that moment, Joon sauntered into the room carrying a glass of her famous morning concauction, and I took a grateful chug. I had become attached myself to the drink ever since Joon had me try some when we were still living with Benny, Joon's brother. I glanced at her smiling face, and noticed she was wearing my favorite hat; a very good likeness to the one Charlie Chaplin was often spotted wearing, one of the reasons why I adored it so much. Joon was the only one who was allowed to even touch it.

Joon let out a small sigh and leaned against my body. We sat like that for several minutes; sometimes it was nice to simply sit with the one you love and relish in the moment.

"Benny's coming over today. Maybe we should clean up a little."

I could see her motion mostly to the ironing board in the corner of the room. The poor contraption had probably been through more hell than any other appliance in the house. The cloth cover was covered in scorch marks, and still smelled faintly of burned cheddar. Another look across the room assured my suspicions that the apartment did actually need a good mop n' shine. Assorted socks of many different colors and sizes were strewn about, some hanging off of lamp shades and one even danging from one of the ceiling fan's pedals. My cane I enjoyed carrying around everywhere was sticking out of the dirt in a potted plant we had picked up on a walk. That wasn't all; many other things were disheveled, or needed to be replaced. Most of it had been there when we had moved in, only a week ago.

I paused, simply to think, before opening my mouth.

"I think the place looks fine the way it is."

"Really?"

"Mhm."

Another gulp of the cereal and peanut butter milk.

"I love you."

A smile creeps across my lips, and I wipe away my milk mustache. I crane my neck and kiss her gently on the top of her straw-blonde head.

"Love you too."

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Yeah, so it was sappy and gross and pointless. But I felt like writing and this is what came out. Feedback much appreciated. :)