Perhaps it was the lingering exhaustion from the physical pain Noah had endured earlier, or maybe it was the sedative effect of the intravenous drip slowly trickling into his veins, but Noah found his eyelids becoming impossible to keep open.
His breathing slowed and leveled out, and within minutes, he had drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Adam remained awake for a few moments longer, leaning back against his pillows.
He turned his head to watch Noah, captivated by the sight.
He couldn't help but think that Noah looked incredibly cute while he was sleeping.
There was a softness to his features that only appeared when he was truly at rest, his long eyelashes casting tiny shadows against his pale cheeks.
Adam had only intended to watch over him, to be a silent guardian while he recovered, but the atmosphere in the room had become so peaceful and still that his own exhaustion finally caught up with him.
