Takes place after season 3(!) cliffhanger Robodaddies (Camillio/Holger) hurt/fluff ficlet.

"He's still breathing." said Lee, frantic hand on the Viking boy's chest. "It's just like what happened to Niles-" said Jenny, "his eyes went all weird and he said that Latin thing…Manifesto-"

"-Manifestum." corrected Tina.

"Yeah whatever," she said rolling her eyes, "he said that and then there was this light and Holger, he…he-"

To Camillio, everything after Holger's name was a blur of confused voices, of closed eyes.

"Hey dude If this is some kinda joke it's like wayyy overboard ese.. pranking is Lee's thing."he heard his own voice say with an unconvincing laugh that echoed oddly off the walls off the detention room.
His grip on Holger's hand tightened, he didn't know when his had had found his, but for one wonderful terrible moment he thought Holger had grabbed his like he had so many times before in hallways full of stares, usually before he'd shove him off. He gripped Holg's hand to his chest, his pulse barely perceptible over the his chest which was beating way too loud to make sense (and it wasn't his chain clock since it'd stopped ticking ages ago).
"C'mon bro, we can't have…" he searched for the words "best-friend-sunshiney-fun-times, or whatever, without you…" his brain was pain salad and eight kinds of mixed up and he felt a weird soreness, like he'd had the empty knocked out of him.

The silence was too intense. The detention room got chilly all of a sudden.
Cam took off his 'phones and put them over Holger's ears, kinda gently brushing some strands of somehow-less-bright blonde hair out of the way. Time passed, nothing happened, he thought he saw a flutter of eyelashes when he played the dance remix of Eyes as Blue as the Sky and in his total startledness he let go of Holger's hand which dropped limply at his side.

Of course nothing happened. This wasn't one of Holg's stupid stories involving adorable animals and magical unicorns and princesses and stuff. He wasn't gonna just be woken up with a- his thought stopped short and he blushed for like, no reason. As if he'd read his mind
Holger smiled. He smiled.
"Oh no- no." he said, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "No-o-o way José- no way am I gonna…kiss you." He whispered the words but it still made his face hot.
That smile was fading now-

"And don't- don't even try with that whole sad frowny-face thing OK you know that only works on Lee."

He couldn't stop himself glancing back at him though. He was almost completely still, something Holger never was. He was always a blur of giggly,sing-songy weirdness and glitter. Cam had never had time like this..to look at him up close. He was close enough to hear his breathing. It was just like he was asleep. Just sleeping, 'cept all curse-magicky.

It was…soft….warm, kinda. Like his lips would be. Not that he was thinking about doing it.

He clenched his fists. This was a stupid idea.

No-one was around.

A really stupid idea.

"I'm not gonna do it, Holger."

Muy muy estupido idea.

Nobody would walk by here either.

"I mean it ese, there is no way I'm gonna-" he struggled for words again, and he found himself leaning closer to the boy's pink-brushed face, his slightly parted lips "…gonna-" but he didn't finish, his lips were presently flush against Holger's. His eyes screwed shut in focus, which was hard since everything was just a mixed up rollercoaster of feelings looping loco-styles in his chest.

He shifted closer to the desk- he didn't notice his foot getting tangled in the cord of his headphones, which dropped.

It didn't matter, because right now Holger wasn't gone, he was here. Cam knew because it was Holger's hair his fingers trailed through, it was his cheek his thumb brushed over, it was his lips that he felt himself nudge against with increasing intensity and yeah…they were soft- he knew because…because he was kissing him.
Wait.
Que?!
Suddenly he realized what he was doing and pulled back, breathing hard more out of surprise than need. He needed something to happen. He needed Holger to be back, because it felt like every second that didn't tick by -he felt further away. And maybe he wanted him to be closer than close. Maybe he wanted to do that again, maybe. But maybe…maybe Holger was never going to wake up.
"Okay-" he said, even though he definitely didn't feel that way. "Alright thattotally didn't count."