studies him, then pokes him gently. It was odd watching someone else sleep.

giggles sleepily and shifts on the bench. "Fratello that tickles.." He mumbles, still dozing.

blinks. 'Fratello?' He kneels down so his face is level with the Italian's and he pokes him again. 'Move up, please, I want to sleep too.'

's eyes flutter open, his eyelids heavy with sleep still. "Ah.." He nods drowsily and pushes himself up, throwing his arms over the back of

the bench and promptly falling back to sleep with his head on his shoulder after a murmur of "Not fratello, no.."

watches, then shrugs to himself. He shimmies onto the bench and cuddles into the back of the Italian, imagining him as a pussy cat.

hums pleasantly in his sleep, nuzzling into his own arms. Unconsciously (and most likely if aware, too), he found the cuddling very nice.