Azra grumbles softly again, listening to Zukata's voice as he relaxes into the bed. "You're gonna make me fall asleep. . ." He mumbles, turning his head to peer at the male.
Azra closes his eyes, slowly falling into a calm, light sleep. Unnormal for the young man, having been plagued by nightmares for the last two years of his life.
After a while, Azra stirs, lifting his head slightly as he blinks his eyes open. "Mmph. . ." He stretches and accidentally kicks Zukata. He jumps, squeaking.
"I thought you left. . ." He mumbles sleepily,rubbing his eyes.
Zukata who ended up nodding off to sleep as well jumped slightly. "Ah no.. I guess I was comfortable enough to nap to." He explains with a small chuckle
"I wasn't laying down!" Zukata retorts as he moves to the edge of the bed. "As comfy as it was my ass still hurts." He huffs as he stretches out his legs with a yawn.
Zukata chuckles to himself, he then looked to the ground infront of him and found the shirt. With a hum he grabs it and holds it close, throwing it over his shoulder as he leans back on the bed. "What you looking for?" He asks.
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