Lex jerked awake with a start immediately at the loud noise. He laid there for a second, face buried in the pillow as he tried to figure out if he was actually awake or if he'd just dreamed the sound. The weird, twilight-sedated phase of his sleep had been interrupted, but he still had half a leg through the threshold of slumber. That was, until his mattress shifted to accommodate additional weight. "Who?" he asked vaguely, barely picking his head up from the pillow so he could he heard.<br/><br/>"It's me," Marcus answered back, twisting at the waist to move Lex's com device and water bottle to the nightstand. Once the obstacles were clear, he tapped Lex on the shoulder. His brother recoiled into his blanket cocoon almost immediately. "Scoot."<br/><br/>"No," Lex almost whined, though it came out as more of an obstructed complained. Marcus pushed him over anyway, moving to lay down on his back and propping one of his boot-clad feet on the bed. Lex flipped onto his other side, facing away from Marcus as he kicked at his brother's foot. He mumbled in his sleep-deprived stupor, but it was enough for Marcus to at least pick out words. "-fucking shoes off..." More angry grumbling before Lex batted back behind him to try and push Marcus off. "Sleep in your own damn bed."<br/><br/>"I will, when I decide to sleep," Marcus assured him, sinking into the mattress and making himself comfortable. "I just thought we could use some brotherly bonding, is all."<br/><br/>Lex's brow furrowed, but he was determined to keep his eyes shut. His voice was less garbled now that Marcus had managed to mostly rouse him from his sleep. "Marcus, there may have been a time when you were little that I would let you crawl into bed with me for 'brotherly bonding time', but you're twenty and it's creepy now." He finally gave up, flipping onto his back. "What do you want?"<br/><br/>"I want to know what the fuck you think you're doing, exactly."