Goodnight felt flustered just seeing him his way, as if somehow, suddenly, it was too intimate to even watch him sleep. With the way the sun came in the window, Billy's hair was a beautiful, warm brown.
Stop that. He had no idea if it was even his right to think of him like that, even now. He finished dressing himself, almost like putting on armor for the day. He sat on the edge of the bed to get his boots on.
"Want me to bring breakfast up?" he offered, soft in case Billy wasn't as conscious as he thought he was.
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Date: 2016-11-23 04:42 pm (UTC)Stop that. He had no idea if it was even his right to think of him like that, even now. He finished dressing himself, almost like putting on armor for the day. He sat on the edge of the bed to get his boots on.
"Want me to bring breakfast up?" he offered, soft in case Billy wasn't as conscious as he thought he was.