"Did you really think I'd pass up a purrfectly good opportunity to name something with a pun? It was one of the only reasons I let Barry leave with something. Especially since I already knew I'd have to be spending time with your cat. Besides, he's cute as sin." Len's lips pulled up ito his typical smirk at his own wordplay. Not too shabby, considering how tired he was. Cozying up to Mick wasn't exactly helping his chances at keeping awake but he didn't really mind in this particular instance.
He did mind those smelly fingers so close to his face (even if his partner's antics also kind of amused him at the same time). His nose wrinkled up but before he could actually complain Mick had him in a kiss and he forgot about complaining. It was definitely nice, just to share that kind of attention together again. He'd never been much for sentimentality, and still wasn't really, but being with Barry and dying had taught him to appreciate it more. Even if he knew he and Mick should have gotten their shit together a long time ago.
"I'll stay," he confirmed, without missing a beat. They needed to spend a little more time together, and it would be good for Barry and Iris to maybe get some time together without him too. Len had had a lot longer to figure out how it all worked. Multiple people with multiple relationships. But as long as everyone was happy with the arrangement, he really didn't care.
"But you're making breakfast. Should probably set up the cat's stuff, though. Wouldn't want him marking his territory in the wrong place." Not that Len was going to make the first move to get up. He was perfectly comfortable pressed up against Mick on the couch with his feet on the coffee table. Ashes didn't seem to be ready to move any time soon either so he'd let his partner be the bad guy and make the call to get up.