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Zayn pulled his hands away from his laptop with a sigh and slumped back against the bed headrest. He reached for the anti-ray glasses on his face and pulled it off before giving his shut eyes a gentle massage.

It's been nothing but work all week.

He took one final look at the work he had rounded up and closed his laptop shut.

"Finally," he breathed.

The hand rested on his leg twitched and his eyes fell open to see Will still fast asleep next to him. A soft smile came up his lips at the new habit Will had built up. His hand always had to touch a part of Zayn while he's asleep.

"Is he scared I'll run away or something?" Zayn mumbled to himself, yet he couldn't help but find it cute.

He's been doing that since they left the hospital.

Placing his laptop carefully along with the glasses on the bedside desk, he left his lamp on and turned back to Will with a smile. With his head rested on his palm, he couldn't help the butterflies in his stomach as he stared a hole at Will who had let