"Of course I will," Oliver rumbled into his hair, wrapping both arms around him to squeeze, then relaxing a little. "Scoot over and you can be the little spoon, okay?" As odd as this situation was he was hardly going to say no, and as much as he wanted to ask more questions as to what could possibly have led to this, for now it was better to let Edwin chill out.
Oliver made sure to keep a hand on him as Edwin moved to give them room, laying down together and facing one another tucked close. It reminded Oliver of why he hadn't wanted to leave the bed in the first place, and while he wished he'd thought to take his jeans off again before climbing back in, but he didn't have it in him to separate even to do that. Instead, he tucked Edwin in close, sliding one arm under Edwin's head as a pillow, curling his hand around so his fingers could gently burrow in his hair. The other went around Edwin's waist. He leaned forward to graze a kiss over Edwin's brow, smiling a little. "Better?"