It still did seem quite early. The room was still quite dark apart from the dull light coming through the window.
He had only gotten a few hours sleep. It hadn't been that easy when his mind was full of everything though. Jim of all things; along with the previous night.
Sebastian lay on the couch with his eyes fixed on the ceiling, having no intention of bothering to go and wake Jim up. He wouldn't like that, no. Although Sebastian had the urge to. No, he'd let him sleep. It was the best he could do; he didn't want Jim in a bad mood with him. That wouldn't result very well.
How Jim had reacted when Sebastian had told him he loved him, he really hadn't been able to tell from leaving the room so quickly. Maybe the other hadn't bothered responding because he obviously didn't feel the same or cared what Sebastian felt.
He put the thought aside and finally got up quietly,-in order to not wake Jim-putting something on himself and headed towards the kitchen to make himself something, deciding to eat to fill the emptiness he felt inside of him. Whether it was just the fact that Sebastian was hungry or somewhat depressed, he was simply trying to clear his mind as he put the kettle on. Coffee would wake him up right enough.