"I'd like that," says Johnny a little shyly, closing his eyes and just resting peacefully against Gabe. This is nice. He could stay here for a while, for as long as it remains comfortable for them both. Gabe has a whole other wing to brush but Johnny needs full contact right now, as if to make up for an entire lifetime without.

"Sorry," he murmurs. "I guess I, uh, needed a break." He glances at the wings without moving his head from Gabe's shoulder. "You want me to make the ceiling taller?"