Carlos didn’t dream. At all. One moment he was falling asleep, and then the next he could feel a burning sort of ache in various parts of his body. The help of Med-X let him just forget the pain, but now it had worn off. His head seemed to pound behind his eyelids, making it impossible for him to just slip back into sleep, even though he desperately wanted to. Just… go back under into the nothing that he felt he didn’t actually get while sleeping.
He didn’t know how long he tried… just that he was frustrated with it. And upset.
Carlos made a low noise - almost like a whine in protest at his own body. He didn’t want to move at all.
The noise was his first signal that the other man was coming around and Hancock tried not to crowd him right away. He stared for a bit longer than he probably should, focused on Carlos’ breathing and confirming that he was actually awake before making any attempt to rouse him.
“Hey.....” He began softly as he reached out to touch his hand gently, a warm, tired smile on his lips. “How are you feeling, sunshine? Need me to get you anything?”