Kalin grumbles softly in his sleep as Derek’s sudden movements, curling into himself when the other leaves the bed. It doesn’t take Kalin long to wake and sit up, rubbing his eyes. He slides his hand across the bed to where Derek should be. . . He frowns and looks towards the bathroom and huffs softly. He slides from the bed, pulling on Derek’s discarded shirt again and walking from the bedroom.
His quiet steps led him to the kitchen and then the gym. Not seeing Derek in either room, he starts making his way to the patio, rubbing his eyes sleepily.