Luka woke up early the next morning, his body tender and too warm. His intelligent brown eyes fluttered open to see Sebastian's sleeping face. The younger man was holding him close, his strong arms wound around Luka's smaller body. He slowly unraveled himself and crawled out of bed, careful not to wake the other man. He found himself a pair of maroon skinny jeans and an over-sized black t-shirt before dressing himself and making his way to the bathroom. Once there, he couldn't help but notice the ache on his neck and collar. Looking in the mirror, the cause was revealed to him. Dark marks littered his skin, trailing down his neck and along his visible collar. He couldn't resist the urge to touch the trail of bruises, and with delicate fingers, mapped out their placements. Sebastian had definitely claimed him. On quiet feet, he made his way to the kitchen. He hadn't eaten since breakfast the previous morning, and figured Sebastian would be hungry as well when he finally dragged himself out of bed, so Luka busied himself with making breakfast, ignoring the ache in his body.