Jayce, how could you explain Jayce? He was very clingy, but he was even more so with you. His hands always had to be on you: your shoulders, your back, your waist, your face. His hands were marked on your skin like a tattoo.

Whenever you weren't together, you remembered his hands. His delicate touch. He caressed your slender body with such love, as if he was afraid of breaking you.

It wasn't a possessive touch, it was a delicate touch, he touched you as if he wanted to leave his mark of love on you.