Noah
The moment Noah woke up, he shifted his gaze over to the other side of the line of futons. His expression softened when his eyes came to rest on Haru. The boy was hugging Aki in his arms, his beautiful face serene during sleep.
Noah wished he could continue to sit there and watch the boy. Even better, having the boy in his arms like yesterday morning, and better yet, kissing him. But fuck, he couldn’t do either of those things. First, Haru didn’t belong to him, at least not yet. And second, he had a job to get to. It was Monday, after all.