His nose is freckled. That's the first thing that Ralph noticed about the boy sleeping right next to him. His eyes are closed, his face is almost motionless saved for breathing, his vividly and obscenely bright red hair in his face, his soft and almost kissable lips, his beautiful features. When he was sleeping, he literally looked so angelic, unlike when he was awake and so much more aggressive. The blonde smiled to himself and scooted closer, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist. He inched closer so that his face was only a few centimeters from Jack's. He pushed some of his red hair out of his face and leaned his forehead against the other boys. He was about to kiss him smack on the lips when suddenly-
"..The fuck are you doing, Ralph?"
Shit.