Once everything is taken care of, Bishop heads upstairs and sets a fresh water bottle on the nightstand. He chuckles softly; a warm sound at the sight of Sawyer all nestled up in the bed. Cute.

The rest of his usual night routine can wait till tomorrow, he just wants to curl up around the other and not worry about anything else.

He strips off his shirt and crawls into bed, lifting the covers to slide in beside the other and turns on the tv.