Something seems off, and he cracks that eye again in a dozy frown. "What did I do?"
He's only been sleeping, just like he promised. He hadn't done anything else, had barely even touched Yuri. As far as he knows, he hasn't done a single thing that would warrant being rudely awoken, or accused.
(Unless Yuri meant last night. All of last night.)
It's a thought that has him shifting, finally, to rub the heel of his hand into his eye and blink them both up at Yuri, bewildered and still a little more than half-asleep, not quite processing whatever it is that's going on. "Yuri?"
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Date: 2017-05-16 01:44 pm (UTC)Something seems off, and he cracks that eye again in a dozy frown. "What did I do?"
He's only been sleeping, just like he promised. He hadn't done anything else, had barely even touched Yuri. As far as he knows, he hasn't done a single thing that would warrant being rudely awoken, or accused.
(Unless Yuri meant last night. All of last night.)
It's a thought that has him shifting, finally, to rub the heel of his hand into his eye and blink them both up at Yuri, bewildered and still a little more than half-asleep, not quite processing whatever it is that's going on. "Yuri?"