Harry slept like a rock, only moving when Bastian did, his body automatically adjusting comfortably around the other wizard. When consciousness finally began to return to him the next morning, he vaguely mused that he couldn't remember ever feeling so comfortable. He forced one eye open and looked around him. Bastian was asleep next to him, hair tousled and body tangled with Harry's. There was a dead, warm weight on Harry's foot and he looked down, seeing Benny fast asleep and snoring. It felt so natural to wake up next to Bastian that for a minute, he had a hard time remembering that it wasn't something that happened every day, that they'd really only started dating. It felt like he'd known the wizard for so much longer.
Smiling sleepily, he snuggled back down beneath the covers, nudging in closer to Bastian to enjoy the sensation of being warm and comfortable.