Honestly, Gabe would find a way to see some kind of beauty in him even if he was completely scarred up, or lost all his limbs or had no ability to communicate. That was probably part of the package deal of being bonded, since there was no escape from one another even if they wanted to. So yes, Reyes was totally bias. "Well, as long as you'll be beautiful for the both of us. Apparently you're going to hard carry that title now."

He sighed and settled in easily, and it took no time at all with no disturbances to actually fall asleep again nestled on Gabe's shoulder. His arm went slack, sliding down to rest across Reyes' hip and his breathing evened out as he drifted off safe and relatively warm again.

Eventually, the position allowed his jaw to drop slightly, and there was no shame in drooling on Gabe. He didn't even shift, his body just going leaden where he lay against Gabe's warm one. They spent the next few hours like that, and while both normally very light sleepers for any situation, the strain of wounding and emotional trauma left them cuddled together.

Jack opened his eyes and snorted when Reyes suddenly shifted next to him, and he jerked back as if thinking they were in danger. No, it was just Reyes in desperate need of relief to have a leak, and the older man couldn't do that with Jack leaning all over him drooling. So much for just using a cup, but at the same time, he sleepily recognized that Reyes would be best getting up and stretching those aching muscles, get a move on with that oxygen tank.

For his part, he hissed in pain and rolled away, flopping down on the mattress to lay on half on his side and half on his stomach. His back was a patchwork of deep healing bruises and scabbing cuts where they wasn't sutures holding him together thanks to Gabe's hand. He lay cheek down no matter how much it felt hot and uncomfortable to do so.

Despite the lack of blankets because he had kicked them off of him in the roll, he was shivering but his skin was flushed and clammy.