[he knows that leon may not understand all of what he thinks, especially when stahn himself isn't exactly going out of his way to explain why he feels so strongly. maybe one day—maybe one day, he'll be able to put into words why leon is more or less his moon and his stars.

but today is not that day.

he's content with leon, and it's enough for him that leon responds with gentle kisses; they warm his heart because he knows they're sincere even without words.]

Ah... You're probably right. You're usually up and out of the room by now, huh... [he'll (grudgingly) push himself up to sit straight. much as he would like to remain so close to leon all day, he knows he can't do that.

and... well, they're still kind of a sticky mess at this point anyway.

it doesn't occur to him at all that the staff could have heard them, either. even though they weren't quiet, there weren't any knocks on the door that he noticed, so for stahn, it's easy enough to assume that nobody was bothering to wake leon up.

(he's probably wrong. he's probably so very wrong, but stahn is pure and ignorant to the notion.)]

Okay, then! We'll get cleaned up and have a nice, big breakfast then! [he brightens up, finding a bit of his more proper energy...

now that the initial tired glow is fading, stahn's going to have more energy than ever today, that's for certain.]