Watanuki didn't blame him. After last night, he was probably just as tired as he was, if not more. He and Jade had saved him. His fingers moved away from his lips. Ron was laying on top of the covers. His shirt was still damp, and partially unbuttoned. He looked...
Wasn't he...
...Cold?
He hadn't noticed his hand had reached out and gently stroked the skin peeking out from the part of his shirt, the tips tracing just below Ron's collarbone. Just as he thought. His skin was a little cold...
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Watanuki didn't blame him. After last night, he was probably just as tired as he was, if not more. He and Jade had saved him. His fingers moved away from his lips. Ron was laying on top of the covers. His shirt was still damp, and partially unbuttoned. He looked...
Wasn't he...
...Cold?
He hadn't noticed his hand had reached out and gently stroked the skin peeking out from the part of his shirt, the tips tracing just below Ron's collarbone. Just as he thought. His skin was a little cold...