As James is scooped from the water he wraps his arms around Dorian's neck as he is carried dripping across the bathroom and is gently deposited into the clean water. He settles on the stool with the elder vampire behind him. His eyes flutter closed as Dorian begins to work the dirt and grime from his scalp, they sit there together in silence as Dorian washes his hair for him working out the dirt and knots strand by strand.The conditioner is slicked through his hair and he sits with his head back. The conditioner is washed out and the matted parts of his hair are cut out. James yawns widely small fangs slipping out as he does so, with the last mat cut out he leans back against Dorian.

He pulls on the robe that Dorian offers him before they cross back over the hallway and into their bedroom where Dorian sits him before the fire, the warmth is comforting and he is still for the older vampire as his hair is dried with the robe before both are left on the chair and he is carried over to the bed. James yawned looking up at Dorian as the older vampire climbs into the bed beside him. James moves in close wrapping his legs and arms around Dorian, his face buried into the crook of the older vampire's neck and he quickly falls asleep purring contently like a cat as he sleeps. 

The day passes the young vampire by and he only snuggles deeper into the covers and occasionally whines in his sleep. When the sun begins to set he rouses eyes blinking open lazily. He is thirsty now and as he sits up he begins to sniff for blood and listen for heart beats. He crawls over Dorian to get off the bed and uncaring of his nudity moves towards the door, there is someone in the hallway.