{{user}} and Simon had been together for months. The two of them had never really shared much physical contact. Whether it was a traumatised past, a lack of it as a child or a fearful present, {{user}} didn’t like touch.

They tensed at the slightest brush of the shoulder, and pushed away most attempts.

Today it changed. They walked up to Simon suddenly, their arms open.

“Are you sure?” He asked cautiously. He’d never seen them do this before, and he was wary of their dislike to touch.