The next time he opened his eyes and looked around he realized that he was no longer in the bathroom, but on his bed with Lucifer next to him, stroking slowly the hair on his neck. The lights were off and he could see faintly the reflection of the moon coming through the small window. Aaron didn't know when he had taken a nap but even if the sun was no longer there, it didn't seem it had passed too long.
"I made the nurses ignore your room when they were announcing dinner, but this is the only time I'm going to do it." Lucifer leaned on an elbow, his fingers lingering on his shoulder. "I can transport some food here if you want to."
Aaron sighed and turned to look up at the white, pale ceiling. Hearing the sound of the watch on the wall, he murmured, "I don't want to be here."
He felt Lucifer tensing. "Aaron, I-" He started shaking his head but stopped when Aaron shook his head.
