[He slowly leaves off the touches when he sees Ryou has fallen asleep. Atem places his own hand back under his chin and lets his own eyes close. The summer sun beats on the outside of the blackout curtains; through his heat pits, Atem can see the heat they're absorbing as the sun climbs and the morning gets later. It's like a little radiator...he's so comfortable....
All dark thoughts slip out of him. He's just a sleeping snake now, very still and very peaceful, his heart full.
(He feels a little bit unwell. Nothing serious, just a little sense that something's not right. It's easy to ignore. He just hopes he isn't coming down with something. A summer cold right now would be terrible...)]
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All dark thoughts slip out of him. He's just a sleeping snake now, very still and very peaceful, his heart full.
(He feels a little bit unwell. Nothing serious, just a little sense that something's not right. It's easy to ignore. He just hopes he isn't coming down with something. A summer cold right now would be terrible...)]