December 9th: Joe Cool by Lilibet

As he slowly began waking up, Starsky had a hard time deciding where he was. Or how he had gotten there. As he became more conscious, he detected a large weight across his chest and another one across his legs.

Oh God! Why does this keep happening? And only when we’re here, but never at my place?

“Hutch! Get off of me, you big oaf! How the hell did we end up in bed together?”

Hutch stirred, but only snuggled closer to Starsky, pulling him tighter.

“HUTCH! Come on. Move it!” Starsky pushed Hutch off and over to the other side of the bed. Maybe he pushed a little more than he intended; Hutch rolled off and onto the floor with a thud.

Now fully awake, Hutch jumped up. “What the hell, Starsky! And what the hell are you doing in my bed?”

Blinking rapidly to try to focus his eyes, Starsky thought he saw a smile flash across Hutch’s face. But it was gone in a flash so he dismissed that absurdity. Continue reading “December 9th: Joe Cool by Lilibet”