Sulu didn't mind the flyaways or the tangles in his own hair, much less Ianto's. Neither of them were used to having so much hair to manage, and if he was being honest with himself, he actually found it pretty attractive. He smiled a little wider and sat up, just enough to roll over and lean over the other.

"Or," he suggested, his tone matching Ianto's, "We could just stay in bed a little longer. It's not like we've got anything to do - definitely not like this."