Theo's head finally tipped sideways, and her words gradually became nothing but sleepy mumbles until they faded altogether, and within moments, the steady rhythm of her breathing filled the room.
Silence followed, and neither of them moved.
Zeke sat down at the other edge of the bed, just a little few feet away from Sylas, also watching her sleep.
It didn't take up to a minute before she started to move in her sleep. One leg came up on Sylas's shoulder one hand loosely wrapped around Zeke's wrist, almost as though her body couldn't decide where it wanted to be.
Zeke looked down at her sleeping face and thought about something and laughed. The first time he had lain in the same bed with her, after finding out her pendant could erase his pain and help him sleep well.
Back then, he was so confused about why being next to her felt more satisfying than anything else. He had accused himself of actually having some gay tendencies, and it had disgusted the hell out of him.
