[ He's definitely curled up very cutely in Hank's bed, practically purring. That soft little growl is gonna be his Thing, it seems. Especially when he's enveloped in Hank's smell. He barely remembers his dreams but it's warm; strong arms around him and pressed up against his back.
He doesn't sleep well most of the time, so it's an odd feeling to suddenly be cured of your horrendous insomnia. When the morning sun is peaking through the window he rolls over and scratches at his stomach, still warm and content.
Man, what a weird dream... he was with Hank and— Oh. Wait. It wasn't a dream. He sits up and looks around, blinking a few times. Hank's room, Hank's smell, Hank's clothes on his body.
He touches the spot on his neck where Hank bit him. Hank's mouth, his teeth... he shudders. It's not entirely unpleasant and he's shoving that away for now, thank you.
He crawls out of bed and peeks out into the hallway. ]
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He doesn't sleep well most of the time, so it's an odd feeling to suddenly be cured of your horrendous insomnia. When the morning sun is peaking through the window he rolls over and scratches at his stomach, still warm and content.
Man, what a weird dream... he was with Hank and— Oh. Wait. It wasn't a dream. He sits up and looks around, blinking a few times. Hank's room, Hank's smell, Hank's clothes on his body.
He touches the spot on his neck where Hank bit him. Hank's mouth, his teeth... he shudders. It's not entirely unpleasant and he's shoving that away for now, thank you.
He crawls out of bed and peeks out into the hallway. ]