Draco woke up several hours later, feeling slightly better, he assumed it had something to do with the fact that he was in the tub, but probably more due to the boy slumped sleeping next to him, his hand gripped fiercely in the brunettes. He stared, his heart beating irregularly, daring to hope for what this might mean. Had the boy accepted him? That was a question for later, for right this moment all he wanted to do was watch the rise and fall of the other boy's chest, feel their hands clasped together.