Iestyn let out a sleepy little sigh as he felt warm arms loop around him, and he smiled, half-rolling to snuggle in closer. "Mmmm... morning," he said softly, shifting his foot to lie across Henry's.
This bed was so cosy. If he cracked an eye open, he would see it was snowing outside, making the low-key Christmas aesthetic in this room a very nice vibe. Plus, he'd slept very well, deeply and long, unperturbed, even reassured, by sharing a bed with another body.