Natsuo woke up slowly. Turning over onto his side, onto his back, onto his stomach, onto his other side…repeating the process. Several times. Surprisingly enough, he'd stayed in a sate of mental unawareness to his surroundings, and even to himself. Almost as if his brain was in a sort of…twilight, like when the sky was caught between night and day. How his brain was caught between sleep and waking. When he finally did open his eyes, it was to a shuffling weight around the mattress, on top of the blankets, pulling them away from him. He cracked his eyelids to find Hunter crawling around, trying to get comfortable with the other two men on the bed with him. As he slide around on top of the covers, Natsuo huddled closer to the sleeping Mark beside him, trying to work his way under the blankets that hadn't been stolen by the sleepy pup.
After a couple more moments like that, Natsuo grumbled to himself and reached over to pull the blankets back toward him. Hunter gave a soft grunt of surprise, obviously having not known the raven haired male was awake, before settling back down on the mattress. Natsuo shook his head, though made no movement away from the sleeping brunet beside him. He looked up into his sleeping face, watching as he breathed softly in sleep. Natsuo could remember the events of the day before, but he still felt sort of…numb. His brain had decided to lock it all out, but the memory couldn't be completely dissolved. The one thing he remembered clearest, was Mark. And the look on his face. The shock and the horror of him finding Sean on top of Natsuo, the despair, worry, and self-loathing after his brother had left the apartment. He could remember very clearly the look on Mark's face. And it was the one he wished to forget the most.