He's not sure what wakes him... the misty gray morning is all silent opalescent light filtering into the windows. One is blocked by a firm, naked body. Perhaps this is what woke him... a coolness in the bed beside him.
“Deniz?”
He doesn't look around. “Go back to sleep.”
Marc climbs out of bed and wraps arms around his chest. “You miss him, don't you?”
Deniz nods.
Marc grins and kisses his neck. “He'll be back next week. Now come back to bed.”
Deniz does. For a little while, Marc makes him forget to miss Roman.
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