Darren woke up to find himself alone inside the bedroom. He took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes before yawning. He's still feeling a bit sleepy, considering how he woke up in the middle of the night and wasn't able to get back to sleep almost immediately.
He took a glance at the wall clock and saw it was already 9:30 in the morning. Wow. Apparently, he woke up later than yesterday and the day before that. He turned around and looked at Tim's side of the bed. He can make out Tim's imprint and as his palm rubbed along the sheets.
He giggled giddily. Still at some times his mind cannot comprehend and grasp the reality of it all. He's well aware he looks like a teenager experiencing a puppy love with the way he was reacting but there's no complains at all. Why would he?
