Marluxia shrugged. "I'm pretty much a stranger to you?" Marluxia suggested, but he wasn't going to protest to sharing. The couch wasn't very comfortable.
Vexen shrugged back. "Everyone is a stranger to me," he said. "But you're good-looking, warm, and so far sociable. Besides, I can't imagine the couch is as comfortable as your bed and I'm not going to kick you out of where you usually sleep. Lead the way."
Marluxia smiled, nodding as he led Vexen through to his bedroom, pointing out that the bathroom was just down the hall as he did so. "I'm gonna have a quick shower before I go to sleep, but make yourself comfy. I'll try not to wake you when I come in."
Vexen nodded, acknowledging Marluxia, and took off his shoes before climbing into the bed. It was a nice size, he thought, not that he would know the difference. It was comfortable and soon he weas sleeping sounder than a baby.
As promised, Marluxia was quiet as he could be when he came into the room, quickly pulling on some sweatpants and towel drying his hair before climbing in next to Vexen. His mind was too tired to think over all that had happened in the past twenty-four hours, and he was quickly asleep.
Vexen had strange dreams during his nap, mostly involving Marluxia and the man in his closet, but he didn't remember them when he woke up. They left him with a vague sense of unease and he sat up, frowning.