Harry straightened his posture, turning to look at Draco. The expression on his face immediately showed signs of worry, not having intended to wake the other up. Upon realising what Draco was saying, a boyish grin turned the corners of Harry's mouth upwards.<br/>"Didn't mean to," he said, once again approaching the bed. With the orange bundle of fabric in his hand, Harry placed a knee onto the mattress next to Draco.<br/>Placing his already preoccupied hand on the headboard to support his weight, Harry leaned in to place a kiss on Draco's exposed shoulder. "I've got training in a moment, and I ought to shower before."