when you hear the words i say (could you make yourself aware?)

Buck and Eddie have been sleeping like someone is going to come into their room at night and pry them apart – tangled together tightly. Eddie, with his hands under Buck’s sweater and a thigh wedged between Buck’s. Buck, nearly on top of Eddie with his arms wrapped around the curve of his waist. At night, he traces old scars with his lips and soothes himself to sleep with the consistent beat of Eddie’s heart and the solid feeling of his body underneath his.

Or: in the middle of the night, Buck wakes up alone.