(A/N:) Wowie so the votes are in! Lots (and I do mean lots) more of you requested POLY than I thought which was a pleasant surprise. The same goes with the type of fic- usually I get tons of smut requests, but this time more of you wanted le fluff.

Today's POLY is of the Fantastic Four! (H20brohmtoonz) and the prompt was suggested by @fangirltwat1428

- The Doms just wanna sleep in man

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3rd POV:

A dreary haze of morning light filtered in through half drawn blinds and the sweet tune of the morning dove could be heard from outside.

The harmony of chirping birds was not the sound that pulled Luke from his peaceful slumber.

It was, in fact, the loud clattering of dishes from the kitchen, excited voices throughout the entire house and loud, thudding footsteps in the hall that had roused him.

Those sons of bitches.

With an exasperated sigh, he rolled over to try and get back to sleep. This however was proving to be a  difficult task considering the two obnoxious twerps in the kitchen, banging shit around like no ones business. Luke reluctantly blinked open his eyes to see Jonathan still fast asleep beside him, drooling onto his pillow and snoring as if it didn't sound like a tornado was tearing through their house.

Grunting with amazement at how heavy of a sleeper Jon was, Luke decided it would in fact be possible to get several more minutes of shut eye. If Jon could do it, anyone could.

He pulled the heavy comforter over his ear and shut his eyes once more. Just as he felt sleep taking the wheel, the bedroom door creaked open and he could make out the voices of both Ryan and Bryce in the hall before they entered.

"Seriously? You guys aren't up yet?" Ryan questioned  as he shuffled to Luke's bedside, sounding baffled, almost as if this didn't happen every single morning.

"It's already eight, you know." Bryce chimed in.

Luke, not bothering to open his eyes, pulled one hand out from under the covers and made a waving motion in Ryan's direction, almost as if he were swatting away a bothersome mosquito.

"C'mon, you're already awake, you might as well just get up." Bryce said from Jon's side of the bed. Luke groaned in mocking agony as he pulled the covers higher in an attempt to hide from the ever present threat of getting out of bed.

"Hey, don't be like that," Ryan whined. Luke could feel the bed dip and an arm get placed over his body. A light tugging came at the top of the covers and he quickly retaliated by holding them down tighter. "Toonz baby~ we made breakfast. It's gonna get cold if you don't hurry." Ryan cooed softly into the covers where Luke's head was hiding.

"Hmmmmmm," Luke hummed, "give me like... Another hour..." He grumbled, sleep still evident in his tone.

"We even made bacon!" Bryce said excitedly, leaning on the bed slightly. 

Luke replied with silence and Ryan scoffed, the smirk evident in his tone. "Hey Bryce, since they refuse to get up, that means we gotta pull out the big guns- you know what to do."

There was a moment of silence before Bryce let out a war cry. "EAGLE!" Suddenly, Bryce landed across the bed, causing the entire thing shake violently. With a laugh, Ryan climbed onto the bed as well and started to jump. The two seemed to be having a ball. Luke, who was sadly fully awake at this point, thought about how they were acting like small children trying to wake their parents on Christmas morning, except, in reality, they were actually two grown men trying to get their partners to wake their lazy asses up. 

As if rising from the dead, Jon jolted awake with a yelp, "Earthquake!" He exclaimed in a sleepy daze. It took him a full moment to realize what was happening and he ran a hand down the side of his face. "You guys, I swear-" he let out a breathy chuckle, his voice cracking with exhaust, "don't you ever get tired of this?" he asked, rubbing his eyes slightly.

Simultaneously, both Ryan and Bryce shook their heads and laughed, "Nope!" 

"Hmmmmmmm, well, I'm still tired so imma go back to sleep, night!" With that, Jon rolled onto his side and pulled up the covers, shutting his eyes. 

Bryce hoped off the bed and pulled the covers off of Jon, "Who said you're allowed to do that?" Bryce questioned jokingly. 

The sleepy man blinked open his fiery blue eyes and looked up at his youngest partner. "I said-" he stated, "And I also say that you're gonna join me." 

Before Bryce even had a moment to react, Jon reached out and pulled him down onto the bed, flinging the covers over them before he could escape. "Hey, no fair!" Bryce exclaimed as he tried to wriggle out of Jon's python like grip.

"All's fair in love and war." Jon replied happily, snuggling Bryce closer and nuzzling his face into the crook of his lovers neck. 

Luke, noticing the effectiveness of Jon's strategy, figured he'd try it himself. He reached out to get a hold of Ryan's wrist, but the energetic male was too quick, dodging out of Luke's reach. "Uh uh, gotta be quicker than that!" Ryan said as he climbed off the end of the bed. 

"Where do you think you're going?" Luke exclaimed as Ryan stuck his tongue out at him and fled off into the hall. Luke, now determined to catch Ryan, peeled back the covers and climbed out of bed, following after his rouge partner. When he entered the living room, he could see the brown haired man standing in the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of orange juice, a smug look on face. 

"Hey, would ya look at that," Ryan sent a sideways glance at Luke as he approached, taking a triumphant sip of oj, "You're finally up." 

Luke chuckled slightly, "not for long~" As soon as Ryan set down his drink, Luke (quite literally) swept him off his feet, throwing the smaller male over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. 

"Whoa! Put me down!" Ryan yelped in surprise.

Luke bust into the bedroom and walked to the edge of the bed, throwing Ryan down onto the soft surface with a cacophony of squeaking bed springs. Before the other could escape, Luke plopped down beside him and pulled him into his chest tightly, seeing to it that Ryan didn't wriggle free. "Goodnight Darling!" Luke said in a mocking tone, giving Ryan a kiss on the forehead before closing his eyes and settling in. 

Ryan, with his arms at his sides and his legs tangled with Luke's, realized that there was no winning; he was completely and utterly stuck. He turned his head slightly to see that both Bryce and Jon had their eyes closed as if sleeping peacefully. Accepting defeat, Ryan let  out a sigh and adjusted himself  into a more comfortable position, "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em." He uttered and shut his eyes.

--(Time Skip)--

After what seemed like minutes, but was more like hours, the all but silent house was filled with a high pitched mechanical chirping. 

"Uhm," Bryce grumbled as he was roused from sleep, sounding groggy, yet still sheepish about what he had to say. "I may...or may not have... forgotten to turn off the stove..." 

Simultaneously, all three of his partners groaned. "Does this mean we gotta get up now?" Jon asked, eyes open into slits as he stared at Bryce. 

"I mean, unless you want the house to catch on fire..." Bryce said as he got out of bed. 

"I'd rather burn." Luke joked with a chuckle.

Ryan swung his arm over and lightly his Luke in the chest, "This is serious..." ne paused before adding on, " you should go check it out."

"Oh, now look who doesn't wanna get out of bed." The bearded man teased as he got to his feet, stretching out his bed-locked muscles. "Don't think I'm just gonna let you lay here after you pestered us to get up earlier."

"Fine," Ryan sighed as he rolled over and stood up beside Luke who gave him a victorious smile, grabbing him loosely around the waist as they left to check the oven. 

"You guys are acting awfully calm about this whole situation..." Bryce said, raising a brow at his partners. 

"Listen, Bryce-" Ryan began, "Before you moved in here, this happened all the time." He stated, pulling open the bedroom door. 

Bryce ran a hand through his messy blonde hair and sighed as if he were a disappointing parent, "why does that not surprise me."

As the three left to see if the kitchen had gone up in flames, Jon rolled onto his back and put his arms behind his head, spreading his legs to take up the empty reaches of the large surface. "Don't mind if I do~" He smiled and closed his eyes once more. 

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(A/N:) whooo! That's a completed oneshot for ya! I hope you enjoyed and have a fantastic day!

Also, don't forget to let me know what you'd like to read next! <3

ACTUALLY- I have a new book in the works! It's pretty much done- I just haven't decided what ship I want it to be... It's a fic about the Vietnam war (random I know)- but I think you all would REALLLY like it- I just don't know what couple :,>

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