Markus was still sleeping when Oliver woke up. Normally he was awakened at sunrise, which prompted him to wake up on his own by now at that time as well, but since he was sick, he slept in.
He was still holding onto Oliver lightly, comfortable in his arms. He liked being snuggled close to him, warm and safe.
Oliver absentmindedly played with Markus’s hair, noting how soft it felt underneath his fingers. He smiled softly down at him. It pleased him that his companion had finally found a way to sleep peacefully with him. That meant a lot to him. If Markus was able to rest well, he could get better and travel for longer.
Markus woke up almost an hour later. He felt comfortable here with Oliver, warm and safe. He could almost forget he was sick, if it weren’t for the constant feeling of weakness and general unwell being.
He nuzzled closer to Oliver, not wanting the other to go. Though he was aware he would need to eventually.
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