[What if Ray really had been blind about all of this? What if Fraser had been attracted to him all along and he just hadn't noticed it? How could he notice it? It's not like one should suspect their friend of fancying them every time the shared a smile or saved one another's life. Being close to one another was normal, every day life, that's what having a partner was all about. Sure, they'd developed a deep bond, but nothing that had previously suggested making out to be on the cards. Then again, Fraser always was one to keep his cards close to his chest.

Maybe this amnesiac Fraser was just confusing their close friendship as something else entirely. It must be difficult to have such feelings for a really good buddy and not remember how or why. That must be it. Fraser's just confused. This kiss thing must just be all that confusion being manifested into one intense emotion of attraction.

Ray doesn't move as Fraser creeps in close again, making sure not to react as his friend sat beside him beyond sparing a glance. He can't react; shuffle away and it might make it look like he's trying to get away, shuffle closer and Fraser might get the wrong idea. God, this stuff is confusing and awkward.]

You just wanna lie here and wait? Uh. Okay. I mean if you wanna sleep, that's cool too. I can always call in for ya while you get some rest.

[But just to show some solidarity, Ray flops back onto the bed and tucks an arm behind his head, staring up at Fraser expectantly because hey, he's waiting for morning here.]