[So much for routine, indeed. He's already missed his usual morning exercise routine by several hours. But oh well.]
[He watches Keith for a moment as he flops, smiling a bit at the mess of his hair and the almost yawn. Sigh, you're cute. When Keith looks at him, he smiles more, watching him as he sits up, staying sprawled out on his back.]
Mm... Sounds good, Keith.
[There's the urge, again, to just tug him back down and go back to holding him-- who needs food? It's been a long time since he's felt this relaxed in the morning. But he resists it, naturally. Instead, he sits up, too, and folds his legs away so Keith can get out of bed without having to climb over him.]