A/N: Yay! I finally finished the first chapter. I hope you'll all enjoy this collection of rarely seen pairings on the site. Since I've seen a lot ship so many varieties of pairings on the net, why not write my own, and share them here? The list of winners from the poll is: Kazuya/Jin, Kazuya/Lei, Jin/Miguel, Kazuya/Lee, and Bryan/Lei.

Chapter Summary: Mornings are the best thing to wake up to.

Pairing: It's a surprise. :3

Warning/s: fluff, fluff, and more fluff!

Disclaimer: Nope. I still don't own Tekken.

Jin's eyes fluttered open as the first rays of sunlight caressed his face from the nearby window. He let out a small yawn, trying to fight off the remnants of slumber from his consciousness. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips when he became aware of the warmth surrounding him.

There, laid Steve to his left and Hwoarang to his right, hands pressed on his chest intimately. Both were facing him, their position appearing to sandwich his muscular form in a tight intertwining of limbs and body heat.

The two men looked so peaceful.

"Heaven must have sent you to me," he whispered softly. Cheesy as it sounded, it was something he had pondered for a while before the term "angels" fit the description of this two in his life perfectly.

Jin closed his eyes, and held them closer, wanting to make sure that he wasn't just dreaming. The fiery redhead and the British boxer were everything to him. He wouldn't be able to bear losing either of them.

"Ungh… Jin?" the Korean stirred.

Slightly startled, the Japanese man gazed at one of his lovers.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?"

Jin ran a calloused hand on Hwoarang's back, forming gentle but firm strokes. Hwoarang leaned into the touch, appreciative of the soothing ministrations.

"Nah, I woke up the moment a certain someone took cuddling a wee bit too much." The redhead who pretended to wince and rub his supposedly aching shoulder, chuckled jokingly.

Although he should have taken the statement light-heartedly, Jin wanted to apologize again, but was cut off when movements from another occupant of the bed prompted their attention.

Steve rose from all the commotion. He had always been a light sleeper, using it to his advantage to come and comfort Jin during the nights when he would be plagued by nightmares. But it had its drawbacks too. One, being much too sensitive of his surroundings even when he was fast asleep, and second, waking up in the middle of the night due to Hwoarang's earthquake-inducing snores. He would have eye bags the next day as proof.

"Is breakfast ready yet?" the boxer asked, cracking one eye open while yawning. He was unaware of the expression on his face along with the bed head he sported. Jin and Hwoarang looked at each other, brows raised as if exchanging some sort of silent communication, then pulled him back to them onto the bed.

"G' morning to you too," Steve laughed, playfully smacking the offending hand that flicked him on the forehead. (Courtesy of Hwoarang of course.)

Seeing as it was the perfect opportunity. Jin enveloped lovers into his powerful arms, and basked in the comfort of the embrace.

"I love you both, more than anything in this world."

Steve smiled, and so did Hwoarang. It was only a matter of time before the sun fully shined to indicate the start of a brand new day.

A/N: I'll admit, I don't write much fluff. This is probably the first in years, so I won't blame anyone who thinks that it's an epic fail on my part. T_T I'm real sorry guys. Dark Resurrection will be updated later. I can only get little work done since my mom's been hogging my computer all week. Review my pretties. They are very much loved, and I'll give you a cookie if you do. You can also tell me which pairing should be written next to help me decide. :)