Returning to his room, Noe looks down at the bottom of the circle. The door clicks open as he turns the knob. A comfortable bed, warm cover, and clean surfaces, Noe checks each box he deems fundamentally necessary to pass as Daniel's resting place.
Daniel's head pops out from beneath the sheets, severe bedhead reflected in the mattedness of his hair. The strands seem to have shrunk in the two hours that Noe was gone.
"Your hair..." Noe trails.
"It's just coiled so it looks shorter," Daniel responds gruffly. "Come here," he leans forward, grabbing Noe's wrist and pulling him into the sheets.
Using the air, Noe gently shuts the door and removes his shoes before hitting the mattress. Daniel pulls the sheet over them and lays his head on Noe's chest, hugging him close.
"Mmhhh," Daniel sighs in content. As Daniel's voice grains out due to his sleepiness, Noe wants to take him then and there. Noe is sure there has never lived a sexier being.
