Jon entered Eduardo's bedroom, letting his eyes pan over the room. Two of the walls were plastered with the best of Eduardo's drawings, and another side held a unfinished mural of the Tardis. A majestic dark oak wardrobe sat in the cornor of the room, while a simuraly grand desk was planted opposite it.
And directly across from him, was a sleeping Eduardo. His chin was filled in with stubble, and he was curled on his side. The cover was almost completly over his head, and if the younger boy hadn't known the American would be there, it would of been impossible to guess anything was hidden under those blankets.
Jon complemented just waiting until Eduardo woke up, but that registered in his brain as the stalker thing to do. He padded over to Eduardo, and poked him. Eduardo rolled over, ignoring Jon. His nerdy blue t-shirt had hitched up a tad, showing Jon a lightly defined chest. Jon swallowed, and began to poke his friend. "Wake. Up. Eduardo. I'm. Here. To. Annoy. You."