Neil closed the door softly behind himself, though he knew it was futile to try and not wake up Andrew, when Andrew had the lightest sleep ever. Neil's body was a bit sore from playing Exy with Kevin for hours on end, but he wasn't mad about it, considering he loved the sports so much.

By the way the lights were low, but on, barely illuminating the room in a soft glow, and the way Andrew's eyes immediately found Neil, he was awake. He just stared at Neil, not saying anything.

All it did, however, was make Neil smile. Neil wouldn't tell him, but Andrew looked adorable. He was dressed in one of Neil's night shirts and loose pijama pants, with his blond light hair messy. His skin was pale as usual, and his eyes carried a tiredness to them.

Andrew was also not wearing armbands, the scars on his arms uncovered, something he only did around Neil, and only sometimes. It had taken so, so long for Andrew to trust him this much, and Neil loved it.

"Waiting for me?" Neil asks softly, leaning back against the closed door.