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Harry stretched, smiling when he remembered it was Sunday. Rolling over his smile grew wider as he saw the sleeping, rumpled form of his husband.
"Stop staring," Peter whispered half-heartedly swatting at Harry, who simply laughed and kissed him softly. He watched as Peter's eyes fluttered open.
"Come on, time for breakfast," Harry said, quickly getting out of bed before Peter could go all octopus on him.
Peter whined playfully for missing grabbing his husband, before dragging himself out of bed and following said husband to the kitchen.

As Harry stated to cook the eggs, Peter sat on the counter as they listened to the radio.
"Oh don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes one me, I said you holding back," Peter sang softly.
"She said shut up and dance with me," Harry finished, smiling at Peter.
Peter grinned and the boys took turns singing a line to one another.
The oven was soon turned off and breakfast forgotten as the duo got lost in dancing and singing around their kitchen.

Peter found a wooden spoon and used it as a microphone, making Harry chuckle as they sang Shadow by Bleachers.
"I love your shadow," Harry sang as he lifted Peter and spun him around, making his husband laugh.
"I love your shadow," Peter sang kissing Harry with a massive grin.
They spent the rest of the morning singing, dancing, sliding around in their socks, and just being ridiculous.

The song soon changed to one the two boys loved, making them smile at one another.
"They closed the parkway late last night,
And as I sat with the echoes of lies that I told," Harry sang, slowly walking over to Peter.
"I felt young, never changed by crooked hearts. So, put the shotgun back in the glove," Peter sang, mimicking Harry's movements.
"Come on and wait another year for dreams far away. To come home, to be brave," Harry sang.
"Well, everything has changed. And now it's only you that matters. I will find any way to your wild heart," the two sang in unison reaching each other.
Harry spun his husband before taking one of Peter's hands in his, resting the other on the small of his back. Peter wrapped his free arm around Harry's neck smiling.
The two of them waltzed around the kitchen as they sang along to the rest of the song.
They did this until lunchtime, with Harry occasionally spinning and dipping Peter. No matter how fast or slow the song was, neither of them could stop smiling the whole time.

"I love you," Peter said softly resting his forehead against Harry's, as they swayed softly.
"I love you too," Harry said softly, "no matter how ridiculous we are."
Peter smiled widely pressing his lips against Harry's.

They really were ridiculous sometimes. But if Peter was being honest, as long as it was Harry he got to be ridiculous with, he wouldn't change it for the world.

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