It was wonderful, drifting off like this, with Kuronue content and fulfilled in his arms. Yukimura watched him a little longer then let his eyes drift closed, sleeping deeper than he had in a while.

Wakefulness was slow, drawing him toward it as though he were on a slow stream, eddying and swirling back to sleep at times, edging closer to being awake at others. When he blearily opened his eyes, he watched Kuronue for a long moment before bringing his hand up to gently touch his cheek.