Justin actually looked surprised. Then he realized that it was the first time that he'd kissed anyone that wasn't Anthony for nearly two years. A slow smile spread over his face. "All those things you said about yourself," he murmured. "Those 'faults' of yours?" He climbed into the bed that Percy was sitting on and stretched out behind him. "I must've missed those," he said, draping an arm over his eyes. He was suddenly very, very sleepy. And it helped the room to not spin. Which was very good. The third year beds were not made for two adults, but the hell with it. He put his other hand on Percy's back, spreading his fingers and feeling the warm skin under the shirt, underneath his palm.