Victor smiled at the other before running a hand through his hair. "Alright. Just tell me when you are." He smiled a little bit. Could he trust Jared enough to tell him what had happened? Yes. But did he trust himself not to break down? No.
Jared nodded, and stretched in an almost cat-like manner. "Mhm." He agreed. "I will." He was actually very comfortable, snuggled with Victor like this. Although…it wasn't very proper.
Victor smiled a little bit more as the other snuggled into him bit silently scolded himself about those thoughts. He sighed happily, shutting his eyes for a moment.
Jared let out a sleepy sigh, rolling his shoulders a little as his eyes drifted shut again. He knew he should probably get up, but…but Victor was warm, and the couch was comfortable.
Victor hesitated a little before running his hand through the others hair. "Would you like to sleep again?" He asks quietly.
Jared subconsciously leaned into Victor's hand, just a little. "Yeah." he said slowly. "I should…probably head to my own bed for that."
"You can stay if you want. Or I could move you to your room…" He mumbles, still playing with his hair. He seemed to be content where he was.
Jared's eyes flickered open, just for a moment. He let out a soft sigh. "I don't know." he said softly.
"Don't know?" He mumbles in reply, glancing down at the smaller male. "Well… just let me know whenever…" He smiled a tiny bit.
Jared smiled a little. "Uh…unless I'm making you uncomfortable, and then I can move." He replied quickly.
Victor shook his head. "Not to sound strange, but I'm actually very comfortable." He smiled a little bit, his eyes gentle.
Jared have a soft laugh. "Alright." He replied.
He laughed quietly before continuing to play with his hair.
Jared let out a breath. He closed his eyes and leaned into Victor's hand a little bit without meaning to. It had just been so long since someone had just…touched him like that. Gentle and kind.
He smiled a little at the sight of the other male relaxing into his grip. He hums softly, the tune sung in his mother tongue, Russian. His voice was soft and soothing as he let the other relax.
He smiled a little bit at the song, his eyes drifting shut again as he started to drift off to sleep.
(Time skip?)
(sure. To morning?)
(Sounds good)
(alright. Want me to do it, or do you want to?)
(Could you please?)
(Yup!)
Jared awoke in the morning with a soft groan, stretching and wiggling a little. He was still wrapped in Victor's arms, on the couch. He blinked his eyes open a little, looking at Victor.
Victor was awake, despite his eyes being closed. His breathing was slow and steady as he did that. "Good morning." He spoke quietly.
Jared blinked. "Good morning." He replied. His voice was soft and a little slurred from sleep, and he rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"Good morning. Did you rest well?" He asks softly, his hand going to play with Jared's hair again, since he seemed to like that yesterday.