2:03 a.m.

Till groans into his pillow as his phone vibrates on the bedside table beside him. It hums that same annoying tune. The one that he only set for when Ivan calls.

Till had only just gotten to sleep. Yesterday was a whole fiasco. He sensed he and Ivan getting closer, but yesterday Ivan had finally laid all his cards on the table. So now they were official boyfriend-boyfriend. That made Till nervous. And excited. And nauseous. All at the same time. Ivan: his first boyfriend. The Till of two years ago would spit on the Till today out of sheer disbelief.

Till reaches out, a reluctantly smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he smooshes the phone against his sweaty cheek.

"What?" he bites out groggily.