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"You can have the bed, since you've been sleeping in trees, I'll take the couch." Sethos picks up the bag from where he'd thrown it and actually starts putting things away properly.

"It's not like I have a match tomorrow. Besides, you're my guest; you take the bed."

"Fine," Sethos shoves the blankets that are on the bed towards the wall, then goes over and grabs another blanket from the closet, and tosses that to the catboy, "If neither of us are going to take the bed, which would be stupid, we can just both sleep there."

"I trust you, and we'll be under different blankets. It's no big deal." Sethos would normally take off his shirt and pants and sleep in his boxers, but just for today he thinks he'll sleep in what he's wearing. He trusts merc, but there's no point in making it hard on the kid, right? He takes off his shoes and climbs into the bed, under his blankets.

Sethos turns off the light and faces the wall. This might have been the stupidest, most insane thing he's done... And merc was right, this isn't exactly helping him think clearly about the situation. He closes his eyes and tries to focus on getting to sleep.

Sethos doesn't fall asleep, despite what he'd like to do. He just keeps hearing the catboy's even breathing behind him. Finally he sighs and turns around to look at the catboy. He has to admit, he isn't acting very straight right now, but he can't help it if Mercutio affects him like that, right? He lies awake along time, thinking about the situation, still not really able to come to a decision, but he does eventually manage to fall asleep.

Sethos wakes up after a dream about a certain catboy that makes him believe even less that he's straight. Of course, he opens his eyes just to be looking at the boy, and he blushes a little. He gets up out of bed, having to climb over Merc a little to do so, gets changed into his sweats and goes for his normal, morning run, hoping the fresh air will clear his head a little.