When sleep finally possessed David, he had some of the best sleep in his life, granted it was probably just an hour of it.

Jack's arm was slung over Davey protectively, his leadership role shining through even in slumber. David had his face pressed into the crook of Jack's neck, breathing softly. Jack was the first to wake up.

The first thing he noticed was how nice he felt. Dave wasn't rich, but, hey, he had a bed and blankets. Jack hasn't had that luxury in a long time. The second thing he noticed was Davey. The boy's breath tickled Jack's neck. He was snuggled up to Jack fairly close, his palm resting flat on Jack's chest. He flushed red and tried to stay still as to not wake Davey up.

The boy began to stir under him. Jack feigned sleep while David woke up.

David was painfully aware of how close he and Jack were. But the boy's skin felt good against Davey's and it soothed him. The morning bell would be ringing soon, so David tried to shimmy himself out from Jack's hold. After successfully escaping, David propped himself up on his elbow and gazed at Jack.

You look so pretty, Jack. Stress puts lines in your forehead when you're awake, but they go away when you sleep. It makes you look younger, more carefree, like someone your age should be.

Jack took in a breath and Davey saw his eyes moving under his eyelids, so David climbed out of bed and turned away, not wanting to seem creepy staring at Jack when he woke up.

"Hey," Jack mumbled, sitting up and rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

"Hey," David responded, slipping out of his pajamas and into his day clothes. He glanced behind him to look at Jack, looking well rested for once.

"That was some of the best sleep I ever had, Davey, thanks for lettin' me sleep over," Jack said, covering his mouth in a slight yawn.

"Anytime, Jackie. You're always welcome at my place. Feel free to come and sleep in my bed whenever," a silence and then David mentally facepalmed, good god what? was that? "Sorry, that was disturbing, I just meant that if you needed a place to stay you c-"

Jack chuckled, "I know Davey, I got it. And thank you."

Davey was now fully dressed besides his shoes so he climbed back into the warmth of the covers next to Jack.

Before his body could protest Dave found himself scooting over and resting his head on Jack's shoulder. Much to his surprise Jack rested his head on top of David's.

They enjoyed each other's silence and the sounds of the early morning. Birds twitting and crickets chirping. After a while Jack said, "We should get going," and made his way to climb out the window.

"Hold on," David interjected, "what about breakfast?"

Jack turned around, with a look of shock. "Breakfast?"