Lyle rested his head against Dante's shoulder and cuddled into him as he closed his eyes. He still wasn't quite sure where he was, but he didn't care since Dante was there. Anywhere was fine if he was with this man. It wasn't long before he fell asleep nessled against his man.<br/><br/>The morning brought sunlight which brought a groan to Lyle as he shoved his face into Dante in an attempt to escape the vile rays of evil. His sweater was off, he'd taken it off at some point during the night and his legs were tangled with Dante's. The throbbing in his head began to worsen with the more he was forced away by the sounds of morning.