Dante barely stayed awake long enough to remember that brief moment his eyes opened, but he couldn't help but smile in his sleep as his mind seemed to drift away once again.<br/><br/>Much later in the morning, maybe around 10 am, there was a loud car honking from outside the apartment on the road below. Dante groaned at the sound, not wanting to be woken by it. He held onto the form between his arms, as though it would help him hold onto sleep a bit longer. Of course the relentless sunlight coming in through the window was too much for him to ignore and he squinted as he opened his eyes.  The day had already more than started without them, and only now did Dnate realize the closeness between himself and Lyle. He glanced at him and smiled a bit, closing his eyes as he nuzzled a bit more into the embrace. He caught a bit of Lyle's scent as he did so: a bit of smoke, something like spiced rum, and the distinct scent of coffee beans. It was so pleasant, like the perfect wake up call.