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The flash goes off and once more Falcon is rudely awoken from peaceful slumber. His eyes crack just enough in time to see Mark lower his phone and peace sign. Curling back into himself as his fingers flew over the keyboard, no doubt writing a caption for the photo just taken.
Falcon sighed, Mark turning his attention to the older man with a sheepish smile and the unspoken promise of “ just one more minute”
Falcon didn’t let Mark finish putting the phone down before pulling the younger man closer to him as one silent declaration fell from his lips, “Sleep.”