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[candybomb]

(( He takes pause, but only for a heartbeat. Coop's not acting like his brains are scrambled eggs, so Lucas probably didn't slip up and reveal his True Form™. It's always the eyes that freak people out the most.

As promised, the tray he's carrying is almost overloaded with eggs, pancakes, french toast, bacon, sausage links and patties, hashbrowns, and, yes, cinnamon rolls! Plus a carafe of orange juice and two coffee cups. It's A Lot. But Lucas somehow manages to get to the bed, set it down, take a moment to openly admire the man already in said bed, and then wiggle in beside him. ))

Dig in~

[lorge]

( coop, for however pseudo-shy he might be sometimes over text, certainly doesn't mind the brief pause for ogling — in fact, he may even relish in it, flex his arms a little as he stretches, grin seemingly permanently etched onto his face. it's fine. it's cool. )

You don't gotta tell me twice, ( the wolf laughs, shoving a piece of bacon into his mouth. ) And it's crispy — damn.

( his senses are already stronger than a normal human's, and everything smells so damn good that it's almost overwhelming, practically salivating. ) I dunno where to even go from here.

[candybomb]

(( oh no! He's hot and cute. That's a very dangerous combination... for Lucas specifically.

But his distraction is forgotten in the light of praise for his cooking. Lucas preens where he sits, pouring juice for both of them. ))

Crispy bacon is the superior form of bacon in this house.

(( He picks up a fork to start eating, stabbing at a pancake to put onhis own plate. ))

Eggs. I think you need the protein to keep your energy up.