[Well, this was his fate for the night. He could think of worse things, really. Resting is hand on Ren's cheek for a moment, he noticed he felt a bit warm, but it was probably alcohol. And his lower body temperature.
Feeling that weird warm feeling in his chest again, if he knew what it was, he would acknowledge it. Running his fingers through Ren's hair, he watched him, waiting for him to fall asleep. If he fell asleep, Camus could probably sneak off.
So, he would wait, and continue running his fingers through his hair for now.]
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Feeling that weird warm feeling in his chest again, if he knew what it was, he would acknowledge it. Running his fingers through Ren's hair, he watched him, waiting for him to fall asleep. If he fell asleep, Camus could probably sneak off.
So, he would wait, and continue running his fingers through his hair for now.]