"That's me. He's my boyfriend," Tuck said, glancing towards the bedroom. "Thank you, so much, officer. I can take it from here," he said, reaching to shake the man's hand. "I really appreciate this."
As soon as the cops took their leave, Tuck closed and locked the door behind him, and then he went to check on Will. Upon finding him pretty much dead to the world, Tuck ensured he was in the stable side position, and then he returned to the entryway to clean up the vomit and fix himself yet more coffee. He couldn't sleep yet, despite exhaustion pulling at the edges of his body.
Tuck headed back into Will's bedroom and he climbed into the bed beside his boyfriend. From there he could make sure, if Will needed to vomit, he could get it into the rubbish bin. He could also make sure Will didn't aspirate.
What fun.
He rested his hand on Will's back and he sat like that for ages.