Liam roused from his state of rest, His body ached from the previous night's exertion which was not to be spoken of for various reasons. The bed was still moist, Liam's flesh was painted with red spots and hues, his hair a dishevelled mess, and his body only half clad by a mere white dress shirt borrowed from his lover. Liam's eyes fluttered open, getting used to the rays that peeked through the curtains. His focus was soon planted on the other who was still laying beside him, but awake and reading a book. "Morning.." Liam murmured softly, holding onto one of the other's arm, still so sleepy.