One, is that Kaine was drifting back to consciousness. The comfortable reality of the dream was fading away, leaving only a whisper of that illusory bliss to remember it by. That it ebbed away so quickly, all at once, only made its falseness that much more apparent.
The second was that he was cuddling a body. He didn't even need to look to know who it was - he'd long since memorized the shape and contours. The scent, the warmth, it was all the same.
Maybe if he feigned being asleep just a little longer, he could stay like this?
...Actually there was a third problem. That being, Kaine barely had any clothes on (A BATHROBE DID NOT COUNT AS CLOTHES) and he'd been... stimulated downstairs after having such a good dream.
Re: THE SECRET FOURTH ONE
One, is that Kaine was drifting back to consciousness. The comfortable reality of the dream was fading away, leaving only a whisper of that illusory bliss to remember it by. That it ebbed away so quickly, all at once, only made its falseness that much more apparent.
The second was that he was cuddling a body. He didn't even need to look to know who it was - he'd long since memorized the shape and contours. The scent, the warmth, it was all the same.
Maybe if he feigned being asleep just a little longer, he could stay like this?
...Actually there was a third problem. That being, Kaine barely had any clothes on (A BATHROBE DID NOT COUNT AS CLOTHES) and he'd been... stimulated downstairs after having such a good dream.
That clinched it. Miguel had to die.
...
Kick him out of bed. Just do it.
he can't do it]