"Not a bad idea." Finn kisses the top of Jonathan's head, feeling his scales under his lips. "It can wait, though. Right now moving is the last thing on my mind."
Finn idly strokes Jonathan's arm. "You'll stay for breakfast, I hope."
"Yeah, same here," he says, relaxing against Finn. He didn't really feel like getting up any time soon.
"Of course." He has no intention of leaving in the middle of the night, after all, and he loved having other people cook for him. Assuming that's what Finn intends. "Can you cook?"
"You're a man after my own heart," Finn snuggled up a little closer to Jonathan, closing his eyes and relaxing. He reminded himself to make Jonathan a cake within the week.
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Finn idly strokes Jonathan's arm. "You'll stay for breakfast, I hope."
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"Of course." He has no intention of leaving in the middle of the night, after all, and he loved having other people cook for him. Assuming that's what Finn intends. "Can you cook?"
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