Soft light filtered through the open curtains as the morning sun shone her light over the two men still soundly asleep. It wasn’t until the gentle light fell upon his face that Cyril stirred. With a soft groan he turned away, pulling his hands up to his face as he moved onto his back to rub the sleep from his eyes. He sighed, looking up at a ceiling not his own before he blinked, looking back to his left.
Regan still had his back turned to him but had hardly stirred despite his waking. A quiet smile pulled at the corner of Cyril’s lips and he pushed himself up a little, leaning over the boy to catch the relaxed expression on his face. So he had finally managed to catch some sleep after all.
He was surprised to see the boy still soundly asleep and carefully he settled back down himself. The night had been unexpected and he considered himself somewhat lucky to have been able to spend it so close to the one boy who had caught his eye.
A soft groan next to him caught his attent