You said there'd be cartoons!
Sora woke up very eventually, thankfully a bit later than usual, nine in the morning instead of six. Well, he had been tired.
Part of his arm was pinned down awkwardly, but he pulled it free and shifted some, lying there for a while. Eventually, when he realized he couldn't go back to sleep, he decided to stare at Riku, who was conveniently close. That kept him entertained for quite a while.
There was a knock on the door, and Sora's first instinct was to scoot all the way under the covers so whoever came in might not know he was there. However, when they tried the door it was locked anyway, and they went away.
Which was good considering...Sora hadn't bothered to put pajamas on and neither had Riku. In fact, boxers were about as good as they got before they fell asleep.
Sora walked his fingers up his boyfriend's arm. "Riku...you have to wake up now. You'll miss your Grandma's breakfast." And Sora would keep playing with his hair until he did.