Tim closed his eyes as Cedric hugged him and took in his heat and scent, both of which he loved. Their get-togethers weren’t as often as he’d have liked but he took every moment he possibly could. This time was different, though. And Cedric was right. Tim was too worried not to go see if everything was okay. He was too worried to go home with Cedric because his attention wouldn’t be where it ought to be. He nodded slowly. “Yeah, would you? I came in early to take care of late returns and I’m so dead.” Tim laughed, pulling back and stifling a yawn as if it had appeared on cue.