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[ he's not sure how, but he's absolutely certain that it's one of those mornings where waking up would be a Bad Idea. even when he's only half-awake, he can feel the dull throb in his head, signaling the presence of a progressively worsening migraine. presses a hand to his forehead gingerly as he peeks open one eye. shuts it immediately when the light amplifies the headache even further. somehow manages to roll over onto his side with a soft groan, expression twisting into one of pain as he patterns out his breathing.

several minutes later, reattempts at opening his eyes. is successful this time, leaving him to blink owlishly at the blurry image of the (foreign-but-not) room laid out before him. jerks bodily when he realizes that this is not his room, but tony's. doesn't quite get to the point of throwing himself off the bed, however, hindered quite successfully by the pounding headache. feels slightly better upon realizing that tony's strangely absent, filling him with a sense of hope that he can get away unscathed. as such, he stubbornly pushes down the memories as he wraps his arms around his head, concentrating on breathing & recovering so that he can escape as soon as possible. ]

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[ tilts his head back a little to look up at anthony, giving him a pretty pleased look. just scoots a little closer to him to show that he's happy with their position, looking back down at his remaining scoop of ice cream; seems to nom that down quickly, munching happily on the cone before swallowing. closes his eyes this time when he leans further into anthony, body slumping lightly against him in silent contentment. ]

[ another smile comes to him, the expression easy & relaxed; free of the troubles ailing him at the moment, those thoughts pushed aside with minimal effort with this simple contact between him & yet another person who does not judge him for his mistakes. lowers his arm as to wrap it around hiro protectively, allowing the boy to tuck himself into his side if so desired. leans back into the bench even further upon finishing the rest of his treat as well, the movement almost sluggish.

continues to watch the dwindling number of people pass by with little interest for a little while longer until finally, his eyes begin to droop closed as well. not asleep, but dazing -- his body tilts a bit until his head is hovering over hiro's. one more push with his spine & he's rubbing his nose into that hair. breathes out to ruffle at those strands with his breath before speaking quietly: ]

Thank you.

[ & hugs him closer even more in the aftermath of speaking in hopes of emphasizing the extent to which he means it as he continues to bask in this unconditional company & comfort for little whiles longer. ]