"I don't need the whole bed," he insists. There was something reassuring about the ankle cuff, but if it's between that or snuggling with Marc, who would choose the cuff?

"I like you here," he mutters softly, sidling up next to Marc. He likes... holding him, even if they're not spooning. He likes breathing him in. Is that weird? He just-- smells so familiar. Feels so familiar. He likes Marc's hand in his hair.

"I still-- want you inside." How he means that is definitely not up for interpretation. "But. I like that you're outside, too."