Soft, slow mornings. Golden hour light and little yawns.
Being warm, comfy and cozy in the arms of your cg.
Their chuckle when you yawn, "Aw baby, biiiiig yawn. Good morning my little one" they say with a smile.
You grumble something sleepily, barely comprehensible, and snuggle further into the covers.
Your cg chuckles again "What's that baby? I don't speak sleepy head"
"I wan pancakes," you mutter without opening your eyes, your face tucked against your cg's chest.
Your cg smiles and kisses your hair "Mhmm, I like that idea bub, but you gotta say the secret password" your caregiver says lovingly against your head.
"...Please can I have pancakes?" You relent and hide your face.
You can feel your cg smile against your hair "Good job baby. Yes, we can have pancakes, but! You gotta come help, you gotta supervise! You're my little breakfast sidekick, come on, uuuuuup!" You feel yourself get scooped into a sitting position against their chest, as you rub your eyes.
"Bright" you complain.
"That's morning for you little love, the sun is shining and saying hi to you."
Inspired by missing when @kitmother cooks breakfast. Sometimes, we sneak out while the other one sleeps and gets everything for a nice breakfast to surprise the other.
