31 Swallow You Whole

At Nolan's bedroom.

Nolan quickly fell asleep as he lay on his back, the mattress sinking under his weight.

Suddenly, the subdued light of his room snuffed out, putting his whole room in dimness. As Nolan lay on the bed unconscious, a pair of hands covered in a black glove scooped him from the bed and laid him properly on the bed.

A figure of a man with slicked-back white hair stood by the bed, leaning forward as he carefully removed Nolan's suit before unbuttoning two buttons of his shirt.

"Hnn…"

A soft moan escaped from Nolan as he stirred, his hand unconsciously reaching for the hands that were unbuttoning his shirt.

"... Atticus…" he murmured in his sleep.

The hands paused before one gently held Nolan's, caressing it. Unconsciously, Nolan tightened his grip on the hand holding him before gradually loosening it.

In the silence of the night, a black-gloved hand lifted Nolan's and pressed it against his lips.