Thread: Mornings & Meanderings WHO: Tanek Horváth and Neculai Antonescu WHERE: Nick's room, House Pegasus WHEN: Sunday morning, eleventh of March
Tanek's journey from sleeping to waking always took a while. He felt warm and comfortable, so very comfortable. Nick's sheets always felt softer and fluffier than his own. He stirred, moved around a little. His body was entangled with someone else's, his legs intertwinted with those of another. His underwear had ridden down a little, he could feel that. It was of no matter.
When he could form coherent thought, Tanek turned around, untangling himself a little. He saw Nick's sleeping face. And, somehow feeling both guilty and elated, he realized that he thought about Nick before he thought about Sorin.
Just like Sorin, Nick always smacked his lips together right before he was about to wake up. Tanek grinned and softly prodded Nick under the covers. He could not wait to get that sour-y morning breath-taste out of his mouth. He moved, hanging out of the bed to reach into his backpack, exposing about half his body, before he quickly returned with a brightly colored blue bag. "Hey, Nick," he whispered, "you want some m&ms?"