Darkness.

“Hadrian.”

There was warmth around him. It wasn’t the brutal heat he had experienced. It was the kind of heat that made you want to keep sleeping and glued you to the bed. He buried his face into the pillow, grumbling deep in his throat.

“Hadrian, wake up.”

He didn’t want to. Not after that... thing. He didn’t know what to call it. ( Read more... )