They were both wizards, yes, but both wizards who had grown up in the muggle world. Some things were just easier to do without the aide of magic.
Anthony returned to the trunk, digging out the spares that he needed. A pair of shorts and another t-shirt. He slipped into them and brushed his teeth with the spare brush he had found and walked back out into the bedroom.
Anthony also climbed beneath the covers, getting right up behind Ioan, throwing an arm over him protectively. He wanted the closeness. He hadn't slept alone in almost two weeks and he liked the heat another body near him produced. And being near to someone else kept the dreams away. "Good night, Ioan."