Yuki
"Any requests as to what you want to eat?" Brokentear asked, sounding groggy from sleep. I giggled at the sound and followed him into the kitchen without answering. Opening cupboard doors and what appeared to be the pantry door, I followed my nose to a container of vanilla coffee. Turning around and ducking under one of the open doors, I handed him the coffee.
"You can make me some coffee, and I shall make breakfast," I told him, tweaking his nose just because I could. He was still half-asleep, so I knew I could get away with it for now. Pivoting on my heels, I went back to the pantry to see what I could make, leaving him standing with the coffee.
"I don't mind making breakfast," Brokentear grumbled, yawning afterwards. I giggled and ignored him, humming softly as I scanned the food. I wasn't great with cooking, but simple things I could do. A small container labeled 'Cinnamon' caught my eye and I grinned at the food I could make from it.
"How about french toast?" I asked, pulling away from the pantry with the cinnamon in hand.
Setsuna
It was nice, Forever's fingers lightly running over my feathers, curious and kind. I silently purred under the ministrations done and smiled down at him. He looked like he was enjoying this too, still in awe at how soft they were. I manipulated the wing he wasn't currently touching to curl around us, feathers brushing against his back and hair, one resting lightly against his cheek.
I lifted a hand and ran my right hand's fingers through his hair, chuckling when his ears twitched. "Your hair is softer than my wings," I murmured, smirking at the blush I got.
"It is not," he objected, slightly squeaking. I chuckled and leaned forward, pulling my curled wings back so the wind wouldn't jerk me back. I tugged lightly on one of his ears and enjoyed how he automatically reached to remove my already gone fingers.
"But it is, your hair and skin and essence is all soft and unblemished. My wings don't even compare," I teased, chuckling at how flustered he looked. A breeze rushed past, my wings moving to keep my land-born, and I got an idea.
"Forever, would you like to fly?" I asked.
