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Hector wasn't sure when he drifted off to sleep. He was there blaming himself for what happened. He was the more mature of the two, and while the inexpereicned omega was lost in ecstasy, it should be his job to look after Carter. No matter how remote the possibility "should be", Hector should still use precaution to prevent the exact situation they were in. He couldn't believe how he let everyone down, in particular his sweet fiance - something that never really happened in his life.

He was growning and wasn't very deep in sleep, but the appraoch of Carter did not wake him either. He shifted when the additional form was pressed against him, mumbling something almost sounding like a 'sorry', before he drifted off again. Hector wasn't conscious, so he didn't wrap his arm around the omega to rpevent him from falling - but that could also be good since that would have limited the physcial touches to the level Carter was comfortable in.

It was nightmare after nightmare for Hector. He dreamed of his father scolding him, threatening to kick him out of home, he dreamed of the mayor scolding him and sent him away from his boy, not allowing them to get married for his reckless behavior. The lingering image in all was the sobbing Carter crying for him to leave, he did not want to see his face again. it would be a restless night for Hector, unknowing of the fact that Carter had come to his side.