Re: Dietre A./Hugh C.: On the patio
Hugh's grin at this was quick, sleepy but delighted. "I might have to learn that too," he quipped, teasing. He didn't think he really stole covers, or maybe just nobody had ever complained. Either way, it amused him, the idea of him and the dog battling over a blanket.
And the smile settled into something content. He glanced over at Dietre, eyes closed and comfortable and Hugh breathed out, content. "Listening is sometimes all I need," he murmured softly, and he curled in, sliding an arm over Dietre, and closing his own eyes.
Alone it might have taken him a while to wind down. All the energy from the people he'd talked to and the fact that the party seemed to have been a success might have left him up until early hours of the morning, but with Dietre there, the alcohol and the evening seemed to have settled into something content and sleepy, and with the warmth of another body next to his, it wasn't difficult for Hugh to drift into sleep and the rest itself lingered through the sunrise, until at some point in the morning he found himself aware of the room again, and the warmth of the body next to him, and the light that was flooding in the windows.
Internally he grumbled at himself for not closing the blinds the night previous, but the protest melted away as he pulled in a deep breath of the morning air and curled up against Dietre's back, not sure if the other man was awake yet or not. Dietre had stayed. They'd talked. Nothing really had happened. Hugh didn't know if that was bad or good or... neutral. He suspected that it'd be easy to over-think all of it and he decided not to. Not right now, not later today, not later this week.
Heart nosed his leg, and he glanced her direction, aware that she'd need to be taken out and probably soon. He yawned again, and pressed a kiss to the nearest part of Dietre's back, maybe it was too bold or affectionate, but he wasn't even certain Dietre would be awake to remember it where Heart, on the other hand, needed her morning walk. He slipped out from under the covers, stretched, and reached to re-tie the robe around his waist. "Alright, I'm awake girl, let's get you some fresh air," he murmured softly.