A Glorious Comeback (1x! with *Adashi*)

[mandalorian]

It's nearly four in the morning when Rhys finally decides he can't take the empty bed. He slips out of bed, fixing his tank top and pajama bottoms before heading for the door. Atlas is quiet, everyone's gone home by now, except the people who had to stay overnight. He rubs his eye as he gets to medical, but the staff doesn't seem to mind him stopping by suddenly. He quietly opens the door to Jack's room, closing it very softly behind him.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

John's heaving ever so faintly for breath at the moment, just barely having managed to slip into a short sleep after the vocal commotion he'd made. His whole body twitching on occasion as he faintly twists himself around and makes tired, upset noises.

[mandalorian]

Rhys glances around the dark room, activating his echo eye to help, and steps over to the side of the bed. He very carefully gets on, laying half of himself on top of John, resting his head on his chest.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

John settles down at the pressure as he immediately curls around rhys as best he can. A purr immediately bubbling out of him at the moment.

[mandalorian]

Rhys smiles as soon as he hears the purring, nuzzling into John's chest. He closes his eyes and relaxes soon after, drifting back to sleep.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

John remains curled up against rhys. His purr remaining loud and clear thoughtout the rest of the night/approaching morning.

[mandalorian]

It takes a while before Rhys finally wakes up, still curled into John. He lets out a low whine, stretching his legs for a moment before starting to untangle himself from the man and prop himself up.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

John makes another upset noise when rhys pulls away, squirming around before finally opening his eyes and looking around tiredly. "Rhys?" He murmured quietly.

[mandalorian]

Rhys is glancing around the room when John speaks, making him almost jump, but he settles back down easily. He looks at him, propping himself up with one hand and using the other to brush hair out of John's face. "Good morning."

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

John lays himself down a bit more, a soft purr escaping him again. "You left. But now your back."" He mumbled, tail lightly thumping against the bed.