Brendan was the kind of guy who could sleep until the end of the world as long as it wasn't too noisy. However, after William had been gone out of the bed for a while, it was like his body noticed the missing piece and it began to squirm and shift until he finally blinked his eyes open and realized-no William. He looked to the bathroom, finding it empty, and decided to get up, as he did remember promising a breakfast, and he would give it.

After a quick bathroom trip, Brendan pulled on pajama pants and a sweatshirt-one of William's, actually, the sleeves a bit long for him but that was okay. He then went downstairs and smiled when he found the man in the kitchen.

"Hey slim," Brendan said, hair still sort of sticking out everywhere as he shuffled over to put his arms around the man's waist, "Mornin'."