At first he's not sure where he is or even when he is... it could have been any morning waking up wrapped around Shawn. He snuggles up closer behind him, burying his face in Shawn's fluffy hair and inhaling the familiar scent of pineapple-papaya essence. As he squeezes his arms tighter around Shawn's chest, the memories slowly eke back to him.
Things are... not that good. But it doesn't matter, not at the moment.