[Grey is awake, though not entirely willingly. He's not sure how long he's been lying there by the time Manabu starts moving, or which one of them woke first, but he spent some time after waking just quietly holding Manabu and absorbing the moment.
He'd held Manabu like this before, hadn't he? At the hotel on Destiny. He hadn't known what to make of it at the time, and had been quick to let go. It's strange how much has changed.
Grey loosens his grip once Manabu begins to stir and turn around, but stays close. As Manabu's face comes into view Grey smiles, taking in the sight of him. The messy hair and big dark eyes that he's come to know so well.
But affection is mixed with wariness, leaving him tongue-tied. How will the events of last night stand up in the scrutiny of the daylight?]
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He'd held Manabu like this before, hadn't he? At the hotel on Destiny. He hadn't known what to make of it at the time, and had been quick to let go. It's strange how much has changed.
Grey loosens his grip once Manabu begins to stir and turn around, but stays close. As Manabu's face comes into view Grey smiles, taking in the sight of him. The messy hair and big dark eyes that he's come to know so well.
But affection is mixed with wariness, leaving him tongue-tied. How will the events of last night stand up in the scrutiny of the daylight?]