[Forty-five minutes wasn't enough time at all. Kit didn't want to wake up yet. Every muscle still ached and yearned for the sleep they needed to properly recover, and while his current position wasn't the most comfortable, it was comfortably warm.
Or at least warm. The moment the body beneath him began to stir and that prodding hand attempted to jog him awake, everything that had been comfortable was gone.
He stirred, but he was reluctant to open his eyes yet. Burying his face against the other boy's shoulder, he breathed his scent in deeply before mumbling something that sounded a lot like "stay still".]
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Or at least warm. The moment the body beneath him began to stir and that prodding hand attempted to jog him awake, everything that had been comfortable was gone.
He stirred, but he was reluctant to open his eyes yet. Burying his face against the other boy's shoulder, he breathed his scent in deeply before mumbling something that sounded a lot like "stay still".]