log: louis and ren
Ren raised an eyebrow at the other man, the smile prompting a small one of his own. "No? Not your style? Or perhaps there is some other flaw?"
He stepped away from the window, putting himself closer to Louis and to the bed. He wanted to close all of the distance between them, put the other man back in his arms, with the bed here where they could utilize it if they wanted to, but for the moment he held back, letting all the desire play in his gaze.
"I'm fairly certain it's an original piece," he ran his own finger over the opposite corner. "But I'm not an expert."