He gives you a warm smile, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before giving a little stretch, the blanket shifting down to reveal his bare chest. “Are we going to have French toast for breakfast?” – Hand Anon ✋🏼

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You laugh, running a finger down the bridge of his nose, “we really need to expand your palette. There’s more to life than French toast,” you smile when he pouts, “but yes. Yes we’re going to have French toast”