Eitan’s eyes were shut; lines radiated around them. Akiva wanted to kiss him there, so he did, a tiny nothing of a kiss that made Eitan’s mouth curve up in a smile. “How did I not know that I was—?” Eitan’s voice sounded caught in his throat. Akiva ran a soothing hand up his back. “You’re here now.” Eitan’s smile widened. “I am. We are. Kiss me again.”
