He gazed at her as she came out of the bathroom and he realized that once again, he'd failed to be a proper host. Looking at her eyes, he could see she was exhausted. He grabbed a pair of shorts from the drawer and went into the bathroom, saying she could change out there while he got ready for bed. He gave her the option of picking anything to wear from either of the dressers, and went into the bathroom and closed the door.
He brushed his teeth and washed his face slowly, giving her plenty of time to change. He stripped out of his clothes and donned the shorts, opening the door a crack to see if she was decent. A part of him wished he'd catch of glimpse of skin but he pushed it down roughly, knowing there was no room for those sort of thoughts now.
He strolled out into the other room to see her curled up with his T-shirt and a pair of his sweatpants on. It was cute to see her in his clothes, like she belonged more to him. She looked like she was on the verge of sleep when he started to tuck her in under the covers.
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