A warm hand grazed downward over Elnor's bare chest as he slept.
The hand lifted the sheet at his waist and pulled it back up over his shoulders.
Elnor stirred, turning onto his side and smiling slightly, his eyes fluttering open a bit. "Can't you sleep?"
Hugh sighed. "No. And I'm sorry for waking you."
Elnor reached his hand up and grabbed Hugh's, bringing it to his cheek in quiet contentment.
His eyes drifted as he sleepily spoke. "What's wrong?"
Hugh stared at him lovingly, watching his eyelids slide, taking in the sight of Elnor grasping his hand next to his lips.
He could feel him breathing on his fingers. "Nothing..." He hushed.