He felt the turn and assumed that Henry had shifted to follow suit but the sudden soft heat of half a breath to go with those ghosting lips and mustache had him turning his head a fraction with a faint inhale of unexpected attention. There was no doubting the thrill of it, even such a small gesture, but coupled with the bold touch and the tuck in of Doc's body against his, he didn't know what to think.

In the swill of shine, the only thing he could do was soak in this too, stomach fluttering once under the brushing of Henry's thumb before he settled his head back down on the pillow and tightened himself, pressing back faintly with his whole body before relaxing into the bed. Whatever faint slice to his pride that gentle 'no' had done, it was all forgiven.

He needed the reassurance. All that mattered was that neither of them were alone, right?