FIC: Blind/sighted cont'd

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Just a snippet - Reality infringes :-(

Words: 210
A waking, asleep...

“Don’ go…” Greg’s eyes were still closed, his breathing regular, but he didn’t let go of Wayne’s hand.

Wayne looked down. (Now what?) He sat down on the edge of the bed, his hand still clutched in Greg’s. He managed to get his own shoes off, his legs up onto the bed, and inch his way to a sitting position with his back against the headboard. Greg sighed contentedly and curled in to rest his head on Wayne’s belly.

At some point, he must have fallen asleep, because the next thing that Wayne knew was someone was whispering his name as they touched his shoulder. Eve was standing there, the bedroom door almost closed so very little light actually entered the room. Greg had finally released his hand, and had spread out like a starfish on the rest of the bed. Eve picked up Wayne’s shoes and they both tiptoed out of the room.

“I’m so sorry! I should have known that he was due for a meltdown, I just never thought it would happen so soon!” Eve’s hand fluttered up to smooth through his own hair. “I saw the studio, guess that answers the question of whether or not he plays… You might as well go to bed – he won’t be getting up anytime soon, and when he does, I can tell him you got in late last night. I really don’t think he’ll remember anything that happened last night, he rarely does when he tokes.”

By the time Wayne’s head hit his pillow, all he could think of was sleep… and how beautiful Greg looked as he played the guitar.