The Cabin was quiet, save for the soft hum of machinery Leo had forgotten to turn off before collapsing into bed. The faint glow from his half-finished project cast shadows across the walls, but Leo wasn’t paying attention to any of that.

Jason was sprawled on top of him, his head tucked under Leo’s chin, his steady breaths tickling Leo’s neck. His weight was grounding, a comforting warmth that pressed down on Leo’s chest like a heavy blanket. Jason was out cold, completely relaxed in a way that made Leo smile.

Leo’s hands gently brushed through Jason’s hair, his fingers tangling in the soft blond strands. “You’re a furnace, you know that?” he whispered, though he wasn’t sure why he bothered. Jason was too deep in sleep to hear anything.

He glanced down at Jason’s peaceful face, his heart twisting in that funny way it always did when he realized how much he loved this guy. For all his jokes and bravado, Leo still didn’t fully understand how someone like Jason Grace could look at him the way he did. Like Leo was the one keeping the stars in the sky.

With a contented sigh, Leo pressed a soft kiss to Jason’s forehead, letting his hand rest on Jason’s back. “Guess I’m stuck, huh?” he murmured, his voice affectionate. And for once, Leo didn’t mind being still.