"the door was open and you looked very lonely--" he countered, perching himself on the edge of the bed. "and you're free to ask me to leave."

“i know lonely enough to recognise it—“ he murmured softly, tilting his head a little as he watched henry. “true, it is rare i do as i’m told but i also know when to stop pushing my luck.”

“and i’ll stay as long as you want me too—“ he smiled back, catching the pillow an instant before it hit him in the face. “am i allowed to join you on the bed or am i being relegated to the floor—?”

he shifted himself up the bed so he was curled beside henry. his small frame left more than enough for henry as he draped only a little bit of blanket over him. “goodnight henry—“

at some point in his sleep, sylas just had squirmed closer to henry, because when he awoke the next morning he was almost pressed against him. and there he stayed for a long moment, unsure if he should move of if the other was even awake

sylas smiled softly as he realised the other was awake, not moving after henry did. “good morning—“ he murmured, voice coated in sleep.

sylas almost felt a flush rise to his cheeks as he smiled. he liked this more than he wanted to admit. "did you sleep well--?"

sylas gave a little concerned frown at the lack of sleep, but smiled glad that it had been a good night. "even though i annoyed my way into your bed?"

he felt his cheeks heat up as henry moved closer, and he allowed himself to relax and shift a little closer too. "perhaps i should annoy my way in ehre more often."

that made him smile eyes dropping to henry's lips for a very long moment before he dragged them back to look in his eyes. "i will certainly find my way into this bed more often."

"i am very good at getting in to places, don't you worry--" he chuckled gently, lips spreading wide in a smile as he watched him. "if i didn't know better . . . i'd say you want to kiss me."

sylas let himself sink into the kiss, his hands slipping under the covers to rest slightly against henrys bare chest. he pulled away after a moment with a smile on his lips. "a bold move worth taking."

"you have heard of the phrase stealing a kiss have you not?" he grinned a little, pressing as close to henry as he could. "perhaps that is what i'll steal from you." he leaned in again, pressing his lips against henry's

"always will be--" he murmured in return, stealing another kiss from the other. "and i must say, your kisses are so very tempting to steal."

he smiled gently, enjoying the others hold on him as they lay there. "i'm glad i could save you from the loneliness." he murmured softly, gently brushing the others hair from his face.

he shook his head a little as smiling just as bitterly. "don't worry about my past, it's a burden i will always bare. but being with you . . . it helps me forget about the burden for a little bit."

he blinked a little, brows furrowing for a moment as he watched henry. "what . . . you can't possibly mean . . . ?" he frowned, trying to think it over in his mind.

confusion seemed to flicker across his face despite the information that was being given to him. "but you . . . that was ten years ago--" he shook his head in disbelief. henry couldn't possibly be the knight who saved him as a child, could he?

sylas sat up after him, shocked at how much he missed henrys touch and the revelations of the day. "well . . . yes. ten years is a long time, and my memory is foggy but you look too young to have been the knight from ten years ago."

sylas hesitantly reached out, fingers brushing along his cheek bone. "i don't . . . i don't know what to say." he said quietly. about finding out that henry was the one who saved him, finding out about his curse. he was at a loss for words