Davy leaned his entire weight against Lyle, his knees still quite weak. His eyelids were drooping slightly, and sleep was about to consume him once more.
A slow chuckle caused Davy to lift his head, despite the fact that he was a little out of it, and an arm was wrapped around his shoulders. Lyle's pretty face had a gentle smile on his lips, and his eyes were immediately drawn to soft yet ethereal emerald eyes.
"A little tired?" he inquired softly. Davy's cheeks instantly heated up, despite his hazy state. Because of what happened earlier in this pool, Davy averted his gaze away from Lyle and gave a small nod, his cheeks now even more crimson.
He didn't know what Lyle's reaction was, however, as his arms around him only tightened even more. The natural warmth of Lyle's body gradually calmed his emotions. They fell silent, Davy grew sleepy with each passing second, and he closed his eyes.
