Henry's POV
And the next time I woke up, it was still before him.
After checking Kenny multiple times and kissing his neck—one of my absolute favorites and my designated spot of his, though his entire body could be called this—I sat up.
I finally opted to look at my phone and found that the internet was down, with another kind of message on whatever site I tried to open.
I chuckled darkly, already annoyed that this might take Kenny's attention from me when he woke up, when I found the kid staring at me.
"Hmmm...what?" I asked him.
Ren closed his eyes as if we had never glanced at each other, having taken over Kenny's arm, also one of my favorite and designated places.
I put the phone away and pulled my multiple confessions out from under my shirt to place them on the mattress in front of me.
I still wanted a room where I could store and fangirl over Kenny's art, especially these precious pieces.
