He sighs contentedly as his head was propped onto your lap. He stares at the TV that you were watching. This felt nice. The walls he kept up crumbled around you. You were someone he can trust, almost like a mother. He legs shuffled a bit on the couch to make himself more comfortable.

He lies on his side and glanced up at you with a smile. He closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek happily against your lap and nodded at your hand, silently asking for touch.

No one who knew him thought he can shrink to this point, melting in your touch. However, that was how it was supposed to be. He trusted you to keep this between the two of you.