"Well I guess that makes us both a little bit daft," Jack said with a rueful little laugh. "But I think we can be forgiven." He sat up and then climbed himself onto the bed. Looping himself around Andrew, so his chest was against the other boy's back. He reached for the box and pulled it over, into Andrew's lap.
"I got your favourites," he said as he flipped the top open, revealing delicious looking baked goods inside. Really, a great sort of breakfast. It was like dessert, but in breakfast form!
Nuzzling the top of Andrew's head, he reached for one himself. "You look tired," he noted as he took a bite.