[The insistence of the grip, even in Sirius' sleep, is unexpected, and Regulus squirms a little, which makes very little difference. Except he finds he doesn't mind, and after a few moments he relaxes again, although he can't help rolling his eyes. He should have expected it, Sirius had always been the clinging type when they'd been younger too.
It's warm and he drifts again, thinking about Sirius and his clinging, how common it had been once to feel it, how much he'd missed it and how careful he'd been never to let Sirius know. But here in the early morning, with Sirius growling possessively in his sleep, it's easier to move closer and nestle his face into his brother's neck and just let himself be wanted a while longer.]
don't tell me what to do!!
It's warm and he drifts again, thinking about Sirius and his clinging, how common it had been once to feel it, how much he'd missed it and how careful he'd been never to let Sirius know. But here in the early morning, with Sirius growling possessively in his sleep, it's easier to move closer and nestle his face into his brother's neck and just let himself be wanted a while longer.]