Hunter waited patiently for Sam to get back, heard the window getting pulled up again and shook gently in bed; like a trained puppy hearing the door open. Hunter waited for Sam to take his clothes off and get into bed. Watching and waiting for Sam to get in, Hunter leaned his foot towards Sam’s and felt his cold skin.
Sam turned at the feeling, putting his chest towards Hunter’s forehead and sighing. He moved his hand to Hunter’s head, rubbed his hair softly and rhythmically, but also clearly tired.
Hunter didn’t say anything, lying there quietly as his brother comfortably rubbed his head. Hunter closed his eyes and drifted soothly, his brother’s warmth next to him along with the nicest head rub ever.
After a few minutes, Hunter could tell that Sam was drifting to sleep. Hunter moved his leg up more into Sam’s, pressing leg to leg and adjusting his head.
“So, how was it?”
“Mmm…” Sam moaned.
“How was it? What’d you end up doing?” Hunter asked, wide awake.
Sam groaned and sighed, stretching his arm out and turning his body to get more extension.
“Mmm… it went fine…” Sam interrupted himself with a yawn and scratched his own head.
“What’d you end up doing?” Hunter asked again.