Yang and Blake are asleep in the bedroom, the covers sloppily covering them, keeping them in a warm feeling as the sun slowly passed through the window, and grazes the side of Yang's cheek, waking her up, quietly, as she glances over to look at Blake, still sleeping with one hand under her cheek as if she were a cheesy cartoon character.
Yang watched her sleep, and thought it was the cutest thing she sees in the morning. Still looking at Blake, Yang decides to swoop in for a kiss. She moves her hands for some support, but quickly stops herself because of a wet squishy feeling on the bed cover. She looks down and saw that Blake had been drooling on the bed. Yang gives her a sweet smile, and leans down—but before she can do anything, Blake opens her eyes, and quickly steels a kiss from Yang.
"Hey! I was gonna do that, you can't just steel my thing!"
"Well, maybe you should change it up from time to time." Blake says, as she gently rubs her nose against her partners' nose.
"Yeah well, it was still dumb." Yang says, as Blake laughs at the jealous Yang. Later, Yang was getting ready for school, and was changing in the bedroom while Blake made some breakfast ready for the two of them. Yang comes out of the bedroom with her uniform on, but still unbuttoned and messy, still drying her hair after taking a warm shower she took earlier.
"What's on the menu, kitty?" Yang asks, a mixture of teasing and seriousness in her voice.
"Just some pancakes. I thought it would be nice with some fruit and syrup, if that's okay." Blake answers, with great content.
"Heck yeah! That's perfect, you're the best!" Yang says. Blake blushes at the complement.
"Don't thing you're going to get any extra honey." Blake says, clearly teasing Yang. After a while of back and forth flirting, they sit down, and have their pancakes, putting strawberries, peaches, bananas, and other fruits, enjoying each other's company, and trying to take in the memory of the beautiful afternoon, as they sit, eating the delicious pancakes that Blake had made for them, looking out the window to see the illumination of the rising sun climbing over buildings' across the street, while a piece of pink twilight was still visible in the sky. They knew it would be a great day. Blake leans on Yang's shoulder, as Yang slowly swipes a kiss from Blake, as they look at the beautiful morning sun.