|7:23| You mumble a little to yourself, stretching your arms out and making a little dinosaur-like noise in the process. The stretching isn’t easy, mainly because of the arm that’s draped over your waist. ‘Morning-’ a soft low voice breathes out from the other end of said arm, followed by a louder dinosaur-noise as he stretches too. ‘Pancakes or omelettes?’ Yoshi’s voice slowly grows as he wakes up more and more. ‘Can I add a third option?’ You hum, making him look up from his pillow, hair still in the pillow’s shape. ‘And what would that be?’ He grins, anticipating. ‘Cuddles and a late breakfast?’ Instead of vocally replying he wraps his arm around your waist again, pulling you in before the other arm follows suit. The warmth of the blanket and his hug just being too good to give up already.