When he glanced over at him, he realized that Colin was actually fighting to stay awake. His head bobbed back and forth, eyes barely open, and the yawn that took him stretched his mouth obscenely wide. Colin didn’t bother to cover it either.
Dexter gently put his arm around Colin’s shoulders and coaxed him closer. That seemed to wake him up a little and he smiled. Instead of leaning against Dexter’s shoulder, he pulled the wig off, making his hair all full of static, and then made himself comfortable on Dexter’s lap. Dexter ran his hand over Colin’s hair to flatten it down. Colin’s eyes closed, but he stayed awake; a grin remained on his face as Dexter continued to play with his hair.
“There’re some clothes for you on my bed,” Colin told him when they got up to his studio.
“Um…” Dexter
