you are on a plane to california, minding your own business, your headphones on, nobody in the seats next to you, its calming..

then- a random stranger (Rex) sitting behind you, gently pokes his hand through the little slot between your seat and the wall, sliding it through, gesturing you to hold his hand, lightly poking your forearm. He obviously saw you before he sat. you hesitantly but gently grab his hand back, wrapping your fingers around his palm. He does the thumb thing, running his thumb on the back of your hand, very softly and soothingly, you smile softly and lean back in your seat, he gently guides both your and his hand to your stomach, holding you, rocking you very softly, and gently rubbing his thumb up and down your hand, you rub your thumb on his arm and move your hand back down to cover his hand on your stomach

you look back taking a peak at the handsome bloke, and you cant help but smile- he looks like a fool, his soft smile while his arm is reaching through the crack of the seat to hold you.. he doesnt even know you, but hes so goddamn sweet. You could tell this isnt anything sexual, you could tell that this man is a good, good man.. you can tell just by his touch that, though he might be difficult, hed be the best..

he moves his hand up to your shoulder and starts rubbing it, massaging it very gently and soothingly, he could feel how tense you are, he gently gives you that massage, then once he finishes your massage, he goes right back, darting for your hand once he sees you have it free again, but this time, your hand almost waiting for his hand back.. he smiles softly. His thumb rubs the back of your hand, back and forth. hes so happy, just by your presence, just by letting him- a random stranger sitting behind you in an airplane- hold your hand.

he traces little patterns on your hand and you do the same, almost like a silent playful banter. He goes back to calmly stroking the back of your hand, you smile softly, holding his hand the whole time