Oh, what will you do then? Tousle my hair more? Not bring me breakfast? I'm not feeling threatened by someone who brings me home anyway, Junpei.

[Snake doesn't have the energy to laugh too hard, but he doesn't really need to for Junpei to feel it. There's a brief moment where he thinks he might need to address the invasion of personal space, but gentle touch through his hair is enough for him to just ignore that forever, probably.]

Try and sleep in, will you? I don't want my pillow moving any time soon.