Okay that was unexpected. Giriko blinked, then slipped an arm around the boy and let him rest there, all confused again. Justin was mad, and now Justin was...what? Cuddling?

"See you ruined the fuckin' mood," he said quietly, rolling his eyes. "Now we're dressed again."

He sighed and tugged his jeans off again - they'd been barely on and not done up anyway - then drew Justin towards the bed again. "Nap time," he said firmly.