After a long moment Will's eyes rise to meet Lincoln's, and to Lincoln's surprise there is no embarrassment or chagrin evident on his face.

A simple, "Good Night, Lincoln." are the only words Will offers before he blows out the lamp beside the bed.

Though the moon is only at half size tonight, the faint light emanating from it is multiplied tenfold due to the reflective snow surrounding the town, providing Lincoln with a clear view of Will gracefully removing his clothing. The young man is bathed in the soft grey glow and, through the liquor and exhaustion, the figure before Lincoln looks surreal. Lincoln felt drawn by the gentle shadowing and can't help but gaze at the attractive curves of the beautiful man before him. Shocked by his candid thoughts, the spell is broken and Lincoln falls asleep feeling uneasy.

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     It must have been only an hour since he had fallen asleep but Lincoln shivers dramatically under the thin, one layer covers of his makeshift bed. The sting of the damp air and freezing weather isn't helped by the fact that Lincoln is currently stark naked in the middle of a drafty room with nothing but a spare sheet to cover his body with. Unintentionally, his teeth start to clack together and Lincoln accepts his fate of a painfully cold, sleepless night with a mumbled curse.

"Lincoln?" a voice laden with sleep questions.

"Yeah, sorry Will, just having some trouble falling asleep," Lincoln replies, and sees the form on the bed rise to a sitting position.

"Me too. I’m freezing. Why don't you come up here?" Will offers.

"I'm fine, just a bit cold. You need your rest, go back to sleep," protests Lincoln.

Lincoln listens to the ensuring silence, broken only by the occasional sound of his teeth chattering.

"really Lincoln, its no problem. It's more comfortable up here, and the heat of two bodies will make it much warmer for the both if us," Will argues, patting the bed.

"well...I guess that's true...but, is that really okay?" Lincoln mumbles, hesitation lacing his voice.

"Lincoln, by god, just get up here before we both freeze!"

Sucking in a sharp breath at at the harsh bite of the cold, lincoln quickly rises and, picking up the extra blanket and pillow he'd been using, climbs onto the fluffy mattress beside Will. Will helps him throw the blanket over top of the cover and they both take a moment to appreciate the warmth of an added layer.

Will moves forward and lightly presses his exposed stomach to the bare back of Lincoln, and Lincoln feels his body involuntarily shiver and nestle closer to the young man behind him.

"oh! S-s-sorry, I um, I didn’t mean to um, I can uh, move away!" Lincoln stutters out, even while his body betrays his words, curling in ever so slightly to mold to the body behind him.