"It's as much for your benefit as it is mine," Sulu said softly, laughing a little. "I want you to get a good night's rest, after all." He made no effort to move his hand from Ianto's hair; it was as much a comfort to him as it was to Ianto, after all. The very action of running his hand through Ianto's hair calmed him down, and he had to keep himself from making a comparison between the other man and a cat.

He could feel Ianto drifting off, and he finally let himself begin to wind down himself. He was already tired from a long shift, and the bath had definitely helped get him sleepy. More than that, though - Ianto's presence, warm and alive against him, was enough to lull him into a sleepy, dozing state. He was sure that, no matter how long they had together, Sulu would probably never would be able to completely get over the fact that Ianto was alive and with him again. Sulu couldn't see anything wrong with that, though, and he didn't think he ever would.