[i have no clue what's going to happen or what the set-up is or anything, but it'll be cute, damnit]

[it's eight in the morning on a beautiful Saturday with no work and no Dekosuke and--

yoko is kneeing kamina in the side as a few more minutes turns into another two hours.  he grunts and in repsonse, transfers all of the blankets to his side of the bed.

this is an auspicious beginning, isn't it?]