Coping (John/Sebastian)

Sebastian wordlessly lay beside John, his mind racing from their previous actions. He let himself calm down, mindlessly daydreaming for a short moment.

He only started and came back to reality when he felt an arm wrap around him and without thinking properly, instinctively moved closer into the touch so he was pressed against the other man a bit.

Sebastian didn't particularly care at the moment. He felt relaxed, almost content. The sniper knew by now he liked John, maybe he was even fond of him. He certainly enjoyed his company, although they hadn't spent much time doing many things other than sex. Not that it mattered.

"Are you doing anything tomorrow?" He mumbled quietly, not quite sure why he was asking but not caring anyway.

John's body felt warm as Sebastian leaned into his touch, it felt intimate and it felt relaxing. John was sure he'd be able to sleep peacefully in this kind of warmth.
Who would have known he could feel this way in the arms of an assassin? It was crazy, but he wasn't going to question it now.

He moved his head a bit when he heard the question. "Mm... I need to check my schedule..." he joked with a hint of a smile. "But considering it's Saturday, probably nothing... lazying about is usually the plan..."

Sebastian listened carefully to John's answer with a light smile, considering the thought. It so happened he wasn't doing much himself tomorrow, as he still hadn't managed to find a permanent job he was happy with. Of course he'd tried numerous times, but none suited him.

"Well, I'm guessing then it wouldn't be much of a problem if I stayed a little longer," He mumbled, followed by a quick yawn. "We could... do something."

Sebastian shrugged, unable to come up a proper suggestion other than saying they should do something. He wasn't sure why he was still giving off ideas, but at least he wouldn't be bored all day.