Bias: Darling, breakfast is rea--

You: *starts kissing bias*

Bias: WHAT THE---Isn't it too early for that?

You: YOU. ARE. MY. BREAKFAST.

Bias: *pushes you to the table* *licks lips and smirked * Well then.

Bias: *low voice* Let's have breakfast~ /bias about to dove on you/

Mother: DARLING!!!! I SAID WAKE UP!!! BREAKFAST IS READY!! I'M COUNTING 1-5 AND I'M GONNA WHIP YOUR ASS WITH THIS SLIPPER.. 1---2----3

You: