Arthur awoke when the sun came up. Mostly because his blinds were open and he was facing the window. A bright light suddenly in your face wasn't a good way to wake up. Groaning, he rolled away from the source and right into Francis. He froze, having forgotten the man had fallen asleep here. He relaxed after a moment and examined the other. He had to admit, if only to himself, that the other was indeed a handsome man. He wasn't really sure why he had been complaining about having him around in the first place. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all.