Ty's touch always sent tingles throughout Sky's body.
He loved them, the small shudders up his spine. He would often hold Ty's hand and tell him how cold it was, but the brunet would always just say it was fine, that it was just the way he was.
Sky would smile and hold it in both of his hands trying to warm it anyway, even though it never worked.
Ty's body would never be warm, ever again.
But he would always let Sky do what he wanted, if it made him feel good, curling his translucent tail around the taller brunet's waist as he held his hand.