my cup of tea

Now this was happiness. He'd never expected to find it in Twig but now that they were here, getting to know one another on a more intimate level, it felt like something he didn't want to live without. Even with whatever obstacles might stand in their way - from bee stings to... whatever else. He was too much of a realist to not expect that the future might bring them hurdles that would be far more difficult to face, things that he couldn't even begin to imagine now. He could only hope that they'd persevere through those things as they came to them.

But in the present, he was happy to bask in their little moment together, twisting around to face her a bit better. Rather than offer him a slice of the honeycomb, instead she offered her paw coated in honey. He only hesitated for a moment before lightly licking the honey from the paw, feeling a rush of warmth suddenly flood his cheeks at the surprisingly intimate gesture.