Tino smiled as the popcorn finished popping. He poured it into a bowl and took it to the living room, placing it on the coffee table in front of the couch. There, everything's ready. He heard the doorbell ring and his smile grew bigger as he went and opened the door.

Berwald looked down at him and smiled.

"Good evening, Tino." Tino smiled back.

"Hello." Tino moved to the side so he could come in before walking back to the living room, Berwald following. Peter was waiting for them excitedly, jumping up and down a little as he grinned.

"Can we watch it now?" Tino chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, we can watch it now." He put in the DVD before turning to Berwald who had sat down on the couch.

"We're watching Cinderella." He sat down next to Berwald while Peter moved the small beanbag chair Tino owned. As Peter moved it so that it was in front of the television and sat in it, Tino curled up against Berwald's side, nuzzling the larger man's shoulder. He pressed play, smiling as the familiar castle and music played. He smiled softly, blushing a little as Berwald moved his arm and wrapped it around Tino. As they watched Peter kept making noises showing his approval or disapproval of various characters. They watched some more Disney movies until Peter slumped back in the beanbag chair, asleep. Tino quietly paused the movie and stood, walking over to Peter and softly picking him up, resting his head on his shoulder. He took him to his bedroom and laid him on his bed, tucking him in before cracking the door and returning to the living room. Tino picked up a few DVDs and looked at him shyly.

"I got these movies for us for when he went to bed." Berwald nodded and he put in the first one. As he was about to sit back down, Berwald surprised him by wrapping a hand around each side of his waist and, picking him off the ground a little, moved him so he was sitting in Berwald's lap. Tino blushed, but said nothing, merely sitting there as he started the movie. They quietly watched the romantic comedy, laughing at some parts, until the scene where the two kissed. Tino looked up at Berwald and, stretching up a little, kissed him on the cheek. Berwald looked surprised for a moment before he smiled, kissing Tino on the top of his head. Tino smiled and glanced back at the movie before standing and turning around. He sat down again, straddling his lap. He placed a hand on each side of Berwald's face and pulled him down into a kiss. He opened his mouth and Berwald instantly responded, sliding his tongue into Tino's mouth. Tino moaned and lightly rubbed his crotch against Berwald, making Berwald growl in response. Berwald placed his hands on Tino's hips and pulled his body even closer. Tino backed up slightly and leaned forward to softly suckle on Berwald's earlobe. He felt it as Berwald moved his hand from Tino's waist down to Tino's erection. As Tino whimpered, he heard a yelp and he froze. A few seconds later, he heard it again. Shooting Berwald an apologetic look, he ran to Peter, who was shaking and kicking his sheets, muttering something. He gently shook him awake.

"What's wrong, Peter?" Peter's bottom lip trembled as he looked up at him.

"I dreamt that dad hated me for doing this." Tino looked at him curiously.

"For doing what?" Peter shook his head, refusing to say.

"Ivan agreed with me when I thought this would make him love me." Tino sighed.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I know two things for certain. Ivan would never lie to a kid and that your dad loves you. Why wouldn't he? Now, get some rest." Peter sniffled and nodded, lying back down. Tino tucked him in and gave him a kiss on the head before returning to Berwald.

"Sorry about." Berwald shook his head.

"It's alright. I know you care for him." Tino smiled and started a new movie before settling back into his lap. Eventually, they fell asleep.

Tino moaned quietly as light played across his eyelids. He slowly opened his eyes to see blue. He looked around to find that he was sleeping atop Berwald, using his chest as a pillow. He smiled as he saw that Berwald didn't fit his large couch, his legs going off the other end. As he giggled, Berwald stirred, his eyes slowly opening and focusing on Tino. He looked confused before his memories returned and he smiled.

"Good morning." Tino smiled back and leaned forward to kiss the tip of his nose.

"Good morning." Berwald nodded and kissed him on the lips. As they kissed, Tino saw from the corner of his eye Peter watching from the hall. Tino quickly sat up.

"Um, good morning." He smiled awkwardly.

"Would you like some breakfast now?"