Dunno... I keep thinkin' a dozen things at a time and all of it's just jumbled up.

[Grinning, he gracelessly lays himself on top of Gentaro, only one arm propping him up at all. His fingertips stray into Gentaro's hair, twisting and teasing just the ends.]

I just feel like this is special. Like we oughta celebrate something.

[Nothing like this could've happened to him with anyone else, he thinks.]

I feel like that every day with you, though. Like I won somethin' big every time I see you smile at me. But you wrote a whole-ass book for me, and it's good, I mean obviously, but... it's hot as hell, too? You did that for me?