“ there's nothing left to say now.”

Corbin slept through the night and into the morning, and he was still asleep when Cyrus woke up. His head was resting comfortably on Cyrus' chest and tufted locks of his hair tumbled over his eyes. He looked peaceful and content.

Cyrus ran his fingers through corbins hair softly, he'd stay his till cori woke and then he'd start the day.

Corbin purred softly at the touch and leaned into Cyrus' hand a bit. It was a while before he started to stir, and he finally opened his eyes a bit to look at at Cyrus.

Cyrus smiled, nuzzling corbin “ you awake? “ he spoke softly.

"Mmmmnnh… I guess so…" Corbin mumbled, yawning sleepily.

“ I mean you can stay there, I won't mind, I just wanted to know” he said softly

"Mm…" Corbin closed his eyes again and huddled closer to Cyrus, stretching out his wings. "Do you have anything to do today?"

“ not really, I was just going to walk around and find something to do,” he said and wrapped his arms around corbin, kissing his head. He’d found that his new favorite thing to do was cuddle with corbin, for his size he was sure as hell a heater.

Corbin nodded a bit and rested his head against Cyrus' chest, relaxing. He seemed to have mostly calmed down from last night. "Mm… we'll have to make or get breakfast at some point…" He mumbled.

“ do we though? You are warm and this is pretty comfortable,” he said half whining. He wrapped his wings around them as some kind of protest,

"Yeahhhh, but I'm also kinda hungry." Corbin whined back, settling more into the warmth regardless. He was comfortable and didn't want to move.

“ How bout this, I make something to eat and then we cuddle longer?” he said and snuggled corbin when he finished talking.

"Okaaaaay… what're you gonna make?" Corbin asked, making no move to get off of Cyrus.

“ stuffed pancakes. Take some veritable oil, heat it, make your pancake batter, and stick a spatula in it. Coat the flat part of the spatula and then stick it in the oil. Do it tens times and then full your pancake. “ he spoke. Cyrus rubbed corbins back softly, enjoying his time with him.

"Fancy… I don't think I've ever had something like that before." Corbin hummed softly to himself. "I like pancakes, though, so I'm sure I'll like it fine. Does it take long to make?" He asked, yawning. "I'm gonna be so looooonely…"

“ no, takes about ten minutes.” he said with a smile. “ so you're enjoying the snuggles just as much as I am?” he asked at his lonely comment

"Mmmm… yeah…" Corbin smiled softly and huddled closer, holding tightly to Cyrus. "I get cold a lot so it's nice to have somebody to hold…"

“ well I'll never say no to cuddles “ he said softly and sat up.

"But you're leaving meeee…" Corbin reluctantly rolled off of Cyrus and curled up on the couch.

“ because your hungry.” he said and kissed corbins forehead. He got up and went to the kitchen.

"Mmmmmmm…" Corbin whined a bit more, but soon settled himself in a blanket and quieted down.

Cyrus got done cooking and brought corbin his food. “ here ya go. “ he said and handed the other his plate.

Corbin sat up to accept the plate and stuck a forkful of pancake into his mouth. "Mmm… it's good! Definitely different than normal pancakes."

“ yeah,” he said through a mouth full. He finished his plate and set his plate down. “ kay now I'm full.”

Corbin finished soon after and set his plate on the coffee table so he could huddle up with Cyrus again. "Mm… thanks for making breakfast."

“ anytime cori,” he said and snuggled corbin. He wrapped his arms around the other's upper waist and held him close.

Corbin buried his face in Cyrus' neck and trilled softly, seeming content for now. "Hopefully today will be better than yesterday…"

“ yeah,” he said “ maybe we could go try dads house again. See if they like me yet, cause they may have to get used to me. “ he said and rubbed corbins back.

"Mm… yeah, maybe. I think dad likes you okay, it's mostly papa you need to convince. He can be pretty stubborn sometimes." Corbin laughed softly.

“ so let's do that today. “ he said and looked down at corbin “ though you can tell them about us. I may be a soldier but I'm not dying at a young age.”