Looking at Jack's expression, Andrew's face was somewhere between amused and perplexed, a smile coming to wipe the raised eyebrow away as Jack ate the bacon.
He watched Jack throw the package and leaned over to do the same before rolling over obediently - this too killed him every time, but he'd never ask to stop doing it.
He yawned and reached to draw his covers back up over them both. "Only if you'll be my Big Spoon." he said. It was the last thing he didn't remember before falling asleep.