[ Hellboy's sleepy enough that it takes him a moment to realise that Jacob is nervous, almost babbling his reply. That's interesting and concerning enough to draw him more out of his drowsy state, blinking his eyes open to focus on the younger man, a faint frown appearing on his expression as he studies him.
He can feel Jacob's heartbeat somewhere under the spread of his fingers and the chilled fabric, the rise and fall of his breathing as he tries to settle whatever's going on. Rubbing him gently, he makes a thoughtful noise in the back of his throat. ]
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He can feel Jacob's heartbeat somewhere under the spread of his fingers and the chilled fabric, the rise and fall of his breathing as he tries to settle whatever's going on. Rubbing him gently, he makes a thoughtful noise in the back of his throat. ]
In the morning? Not now?