Chapter 5Thor dragged himself up the stairs and let himself into the apartment at seven minutes to four in the morning. Three hours until he needed to wake Dag. He was so tired he ached.
He silently pushed the door open to the room that used to be an office, where he now had put a bed for Dag. He was sleeping soundly in colorful pajamas and with his dark hair tousled. A sob wanted to climb his throat, but he swallowed and tiptoed into the room.
Grabbing his phone, he sent a thank you to Bassel, put the alarm, and crawled in next to Dag. They never slept in the same bed, but Thor couldn’t make himself leave, and he was soon getting up again. He wrapped an arm around Dag and gently pressed him against his chest. A tear trickled down his cheek, but he ignored it.
They couldn’t go on like t
