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It was somewhere around two in the morning when Avery woke up, absolutely dehydrated and thirsty to the point even sparkling water would be a good drink.
He went to the kitchen—though not without slamming straight in to the wall and some furniture every two seconds—and tried to grab a glass for water.
Tried, because it was so dark in the house and his consciousness was probably below ten percent.
He managed to grab the glass and get some fresh 3am water—the best water that could exist—and drank the whole glass at least four times.
He would've go back to the bed, but rustling in the house made him freeze up. Nobody should be rustling in their house at this time and all of the tiredness was replaced with a 'prepare to run' mode.
He swore he saw a shadow walk by with something in its mouth and a.. tail? What on...
Oh
He was up again, well not him exactly, but let's say a night version of him.
"Derek..?", as the shock drained from Avery, he became more tired again.
Derek turned around and walked over to Avery with a peace od toast in his mouth and bigger eyes than usual.
"Hah, seems like you have caught something, haven't you?", he chuckled as he grabbed a plate and forcefully took the bread to place it down. "Come on, you must be tired.", he gently grabbed Derek and leaded him to the bedroom.
Almost instantly, they both crawled under the covers and Derek clung to Avery just pressing himself against other's chest. Avery didn't mind it though and just combed trough Derek's hair.
It didn't take long for low vibration to be heard as they both evened their breathing and relaxed. Uh