[His forehead is warm and heavy as he lightly rests against her. There is something comforting in the weight of him; it's a constant reminder that he's there with her.

God or whoever determines their fate, she truly hopes that this isn't a dream.]

Ah. Thank you. I didn't think it was so easy but I seem to blush around you. [Justine lightly takes his hand, running her thumb over the small bit of plastic.] And this is you too?

Can you feel it, when I touch you here?