"Are you sleeping already?"
There was a soft mumble from the bed in the darkened bedroom, before the familiar head of silver and black hair rose from the pillow, looking over to the doorway as teal eyes tried to fight away the dregs of sleep. That... that was Jude in the doorway, wasn't it? But he was meant to have arrived hours ago: Ludger had simply assumed his boyfriend was going to be a no show that night. He wasn't going to admit to the hurt he felt at the lack of contact to at least let him know what was going on, partly because he didn't want to start stirring things up, but partly because he was too tired to bother.
"A little... sorry, should've waited up for you..." The agent tried to stifle the yawn as he sat up, attempting to wake himself up for Jude.