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Lynt yawned and opened the door to the common room. The school's classes had just finished, and he was expecting to see a few people in the room, but to his surprise, the only person Lynt could see was Toa, sitting by himself on the couch, reading a book of some sort.
"Good afternoon, Toa."
Hearing this, the Qelsan prince looked up from his book and replied, "Afternoon. Is Tino not accompanying you?"
"No, he is out running errands. He should be back reasonably soon, though." Lynt walked over to the couch and sat himself next to Toa, who went back to reading his book.
A few minutes passed and Lynt began to grow drowsy. This was not abnormal for him, and he usually took naps in the common room; however he observed that the room was currently missing most of its cushions, therefore making him unable to sleep comfortably where he was.
He let out a yawn, and his eyes drifted over to Toa, who was still buried in his book.
"Toa."
"What is it?"
"May I use your lap as a pillow? You look comfortable."
Toa sighed. "I'm trying to read this book."
"Nothing is stopping you from reading it whilst I'm sleeping."
"Wait—"
Toa didn't have time to formulate a response, as Lynt had already rested his head on the taller man's lap and drifted off.
Toa froze for a second. He had seen Lynt sleeping plenty of times, but now that he was seeing him up close, he realised just how beautiful Lynt was. Strands of soft hair falling across his face, his eyelids fluttering ever so slightly, the constant movement of his chest from his breaths...
Toa realised he was getting distracted from his book, however he didn't feel like he could currently concentrate on it, so he closed the cover and set it to one side. He then proceeded to lightly run his hand though Lynt's hair, admiring how silky and beautiful it was. He took a strand and curled it round his finger, watching the light gently reflect off it.
He didn't even realise he was also drifting off.