Stefan laid over the bed, an arm below Zach’s shoulders, brushing his arm, theother behind his own head. He had woken up a few minutes ago, but didn’t move. Not wanting to wake the other up. Once the sun hit through the curtains, his face went directly into its direction, until Zach’s voice caught his attention. Lips curled into a satisfied smile, ”flatterer.” He added, lips wetting, “you look good too.” He added,moving the hand behind his head to caress his neck and brush his jawline with a thumb.