Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in forever! I'm in the middle of exams. As you might know, this fic is actually finished, it's just a case of uploading chapters now. Please review!
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After bathing, Chas returned to his boxers and was quickly tucked up in John's bed by John himself. It was night outside, and the storm had become more peaceful.
John undressed quickly, down to his own underwear, then climbed underneath the duvet beside Chas, clicking off the lamp. In the half-light, he could see Chas' curly head on the pillow beside him.
"John." Chas said the single word fondly, cuddling right up to John.
John wrapped his arms gingerly around Chas. He still couldn't believe this was happening. He held the boy as though he were fragile, as though he might break and then all of this would end.
"Are... are we just going to sleep?" Chas asked quietly.
John knew what Chas meant. He smiled. "Yes, Chas. Just sleep. You're too precious to me... I want to just lie in your arms for tonight, okay?"
Chas murmured, "That was very out of character for you, John..."
John felt his eyelids drooping. Sleep was coming, and he knew that he was going to have beautiful dreams.
"I love you, Chas," he said.
Chas kissed his bare chest affectionately. "I love you too, John."
John was tired, but he didn't go to sleep until he heard snoring from Chas. He chuckled to himself, kissed the top of his partner's head gently, then closed his eyes.
And everything, after so long, had righted itself in John Constantine's world.