Ahn-Bo had seen Jin’s bedtime antics countless times before. Each time was just as endearing as the last, and this one was no exception. He was tugged to lie down (which he did promptly.) Once they were tucked between the soft layers of bedding and the warm winter blankets, they were nearly nose to nose, lying in near-perfect mirrored images of each other.

The kiss and soft sigh were enough to nudge him a step closer to sleep. Jin could easily reach him, which meant that he could easily reach Jin. Ahn-Bo scooted to close the small gap between their bodies, wrapping the arm beneath his chin loosely around his aein's waist. "This is better,” he told him with a sleepy sigh of his own. With Jin’s scent and warmth surrounding him from all sides, his belly full, and his soul thawing, it would be easy enough to close his eyes and drift off to sleep.