The softness of the word meant that it did nothing to wake Benjamin up. The sudden movement that dislodged his arm from around John's waist (a position he had moved into during his sleep, thank you), however, did, and he blinked drowsy eyes open, needing a few seconds to realise where he was, and who he was with. John's 'shit' had not even registered, and he simply frowned up at the man, eyes narrowed against the sunlight.