Adam returned from a long meeting, the door gently creaking as he stepped inside. His eyes were immediately drawn to the sight of Alastor sprawled out on the floor, deep in a peaceful slumber. A soft frown tugged at the corners of Adam's mouth; he often pondered why Alastor preferred the cold, hard floor over the comfort of a bed or couch.

With a sigh of tenderness, Adam knelt beside him, carefully lifting Alastor’s peaceful form in his arms. As he carried him, Adam couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Alastor in his cozy pajamas—a classic red-striped button-up sleep shirt that looked inviting next to his silky pajama pants, which glimmered softly in the low light, shifting gently as Adam moved.

Once they reached the bed, Adam gently set Alastor down on the fluffy white comforter. He took a moment to tuck him in snugly, smoothing the fabric around Alastor’s body with careful precision, ensuring he was warm and secure. After taking a few minutes to prepare for bed himself, Adam slid under the covers beside Alastor, feeling content as he settled in next to him, the soft rhythm of Alastor’s breathing a calming lullaby in the quiet room.