"It's going to take four to five hours for the count. Relax, lie down, I'll keep an eye on your vitals."
Harry nodded to Stephen and leaned against Hartley before he held onto his jacket and pulled him down with him when he flopped back. With a smile, he forced Hartley to lie with him on the awkward little bed, holding onto him tight as he closed his eyes and leaned against him, rested and feeling much less pained than usual. For the first time in a while, he actually managed a nap that lasted.
So much so that when he woke five hours later, he was groggy and confused but Stephen was yelling from the other room.
"T-count is way up! You were 54, you've shot up to 200! Almost at the threshold." Stephen whooped from the other room. "Fuck yeah."
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Harry nodded to Stephen and leaned against Hartley before he held onto his jacket and pulled him down with him when he flopped back. With a smile, he forced Hartley to lie with him on the awkward little bed, holding onto him tight as he closed his eyes and leaned against him, rested and feeling much less pained than usual. For the first time in a while, he actually managed a nap that lasted.
So much so that when he woke five hours later, he was groggy and confused but Stephen was yelling from the other room.
"T-count is way up! You were 54, you've shot up to 200! Almost at the threshold." Stephen whooped from the other room. "Fuck yeah."