Felix Caelus

There's a soft sound of dislodged cushions, then a louder sound as something tumbles off the couch and nearly knocks a plate off the table en route. Felix has to stagger up properly and catch himself on the couch arm, blinking and groggy from the sleep that stole up on him.

"Juh-" He works his mouth and swallows. "Jim?" Another second and he's over by the bed, exhaling in relief. He leans against it and reaches out to touch Jim's shoulder. Press a palm against his forehead. "It's all right, I'm right here. Take it easy. Lemm- let me get you some water."

He knows what's going to come. Knows there will be consequences for what he did last night. But in this moment Jim is safe and they are home and his heart is light in his exhausted body. He'll be back with the water, and a warm damp cloth to wipe the captain's face with.