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He’d woken up to Cass smiling down at him, giving him a very bright reminder of just what they had done a year ago on the very same day. While he certainly enjoyed the reminder, he was a little more thinking to what else he’d like to do her for this year. Namely, what he wanted to give her. And with no vampire hounding him with turning his thoughts to things impure, it was easy to kiss her, promising such things later, that he had plans for spoiling her. Including breakfast. Just why Marcus hadn’t bothered to put anything on aside from an apron while he set out to making her breakfast in bed. He was betting however, that the ‘in bed’ part wouldn’t be true.

Cass had a habit of ignoring him when it involved them separating. Even if was just for him making breakfast. Still, until then, he was going to cook up bacon, eggs, hashbrowns, pancakes- granted some was more for him, but he did have her first gift set out. Cakemix and alcohol- the cake planned to make would probably be nothing like Julie’s but hey, booze cake was a booze cake.

The sound of her coming the stairs brought a smile to his face. Cass staying in bed alone- he really didn’t expect her to last as long as she had. He was pretty sure 10 minutes was the record at any rate. “No I haven’t. You forget, I promised to be with you forever. So if I’ve been gone forever- well that would mean I’m a big fat liar now wouldn’t it?” As bacon sizzled in the pan next to pancakes, he went out to the hall smirking. “I see you brought down the blanket this time.” He smirked.

“Prefer you without but, it’s okay. Just means I can unwrap you while you unwrap your gifts.” Returning to the cooking food, he paused enough on his way back to give Cass a view of his a**. Bait. They were terrible for each other really. “You realize I need to spoil you today right? Which means no work.” The bacon was edging into crispy. His slices. “And I mean any work miss busy body. No calls out to go take over a shift or to help out in your off time. Today is the day I get to spoil you.”

“It’s not that cold.” Then again he had already adapted to waking up to the mornings and leaving the warm bed before her thing. As he heard more wiggling and what he assumed was helpless Cass flip flopping around the hall, he quickly set the food off the burner before going to his fiancé… and smiling. “I better fix that then huh?” Walking over, he planted a kiss to her nose. “Cake is not work, but walking- well the Marcus mobile will carry you to any destination you desire my sweet princess.” Arms went under as he carried her to the kitchen, setting her down in a chair.

“Now my love let me return to the last bits of your meal and then you can get your gifts.” Another pause. “Unless you want to skip breakfast and go right to the goods?”

Maybe Marcus was just used to being too cool. Or he was used to getting over that morning chill naked. He'd still look into getting better heating for the house if she thought it was too cold. Likely she was just fussy. "The Marcusmobile has a fee though. One kiss each ride. Or a ride for a ride." He didn't even try to hide that one from her.

Setting food out on the plates, he smiled, pouring hot water into the small french press that he might have pillaged. One nice thing about working in the abandoned town? You got to keep what you found. "So, what do you want to do Cass? Your will is my command after all."

He sighed. "But I like giving you rides. And getting them. Switching it up..." He grinned. "Well okay now I'm getting a little thought distracted." He almost dropped the plate of bacon thinking of certain things. Whoops. Half sitting on part of the table Marcus just smiled. "Half on the table. But- Unicorns, meaning that we go find Lance and you bother him and he looks at me silently demanding I never do anything to make you sad ever?" He liked the mist assistant really, but he had a healthy amount of fear and respect for him.

"Or unicorn as in maybe we have a few coloring books and there might be new art supplies waiting for you. Booze cake we have to hit past noon, and movie and cuddles..." He smiled. "Night have gotten a few movies from last run out. Brand new, our own stash."

He did but- "I can be persuaded." He grabbed a strip of bacon happy to have something to eat. "But eat. if we plan on doing all the things, you'll need energy-" a slow grin, "-and I don't just mean those things. But Cass you forget, I like doing these things for you. You happy.. it makes me happy. Not to mention you deserve to be happy, especially given how you have to put up with me and everyone else." Grabbing a pancake, putting a strip of bacon on it, drizzling a bit of syrup... pancake sandwich.

"The fact I get to spend my birthday with you is often the best gift anyway." A motion to the cake mix. "Thought you might want to help bake your own cake, get the booze content just right."

Marcus laughed, clearly thinking differently. “Cass, just take it for what is. It’s a gift. It’s a way that lets me express how much you mean to me. I don’t do these things for anyone else.” He smirked, tapping her nose. “Or would you prefer I go shower someone else with my love and all my hard work? And You forget.” He went over to pat the bag of coffee beans. “I make you coffee in the mornings, get to see your smile. I cook and share my meals with you and hear your laughter. Cass, just.. everyday things I do, I want to do them for you. When I see your smile, hear your laugh, watch as your eyes light up this one way when you get so excited… you make everything I do worth it. You make my world that much brighter.” He was back next to her, grinning.

“You’re my sun and stars. You put up with the moon who would chase after you endlessly.” A hand waved off the cake. “You soak the cake in the alcohol add it to filling and frosting.” He might have looked it up.

Marcus smirked, running a hand down his chest and abs. Showing off was always fun. “Ruined me? I don’t know quite what you mean there Cass.” Happily kissing her neck the moon hunter was contenting himself to just teasing, only half eating. The quip about Dakota earned a snort. It was amusing to him, even if Cass had wondered. Not that he could blame her really, Dis did… had… influenced him a bit.

“You’re the only one for me. I prefer the sun and stars to having to share my space with another moon.” Dakota was the big spoon. He took up too much room. And that could spell relationship doom.
If they had a relationship past ‘bros’ anyway.

“Maybe you should run more often. Then I can catch you and tie you up.” Dis had some influence on him. Some. “Seduce you back, shower you with love. And booze cake.” Blue eyes rolled to the mix. “I had to hunt a recipe that would work. If it doesn’t come out… You’ll have a sugary alcoholic thing and it’ll probably still taste good.”