In Elian's room, everything was white. Candid slowly approached the bed where Elian was deeply asleep. he looked at the sleeping puppet maker for awhile then he lay himself next to him, still looking at his sleeping face.

Candid's body didn't looked like a puppet anymore and he putted his arm around the sleeping skeleton. Elian twitched at the feeling of touch but was too deeply asleep to woke up from it.

Candid murmured into Elian's hear. words that was making him blush even though he slept. his hands traveled all over Elian's body and he stayed with him until dawn.