Out for a walk

(OOC: yeah BUT! if Brooklyn's quite he won't disturb him)

Fergal muttered Brooklyn's name in his sleep.

(OOC: I was more thinking a kiss on his forehead)

Brooklyn smiled, quietly and gently standing up, pulling the cover up a little bit more, making sure not to disturb Fergal.

(OOC: that would be fine)

Fergal pouted in his sleep.

Brooklyn saw the pout and smiled, resisting kissing his lips, instead lightly kissing Fergal's forehead, then moving away and going to the door.

Fergal moaned out Brooklyn's name in his sleep, smiling.

Brooklyn quietly opened the door, looking at the sleeping Fergal once more before flicking off the light and leaving, closing the door quietly behind him.

Fergal was fast asleep.

Brooklyn just stood a moment outside the door and then walked back to his own room, a smile on his lips.