"Wait."
My hands hold on to her small frame, a comfortable shape under my palms. She fits so well with me, a soft pliant body molded to fit my own.
I pulled her to my body, the warmth a welcome sensation to soothe the cool night. What was the dream again? I seemed to have forgotten already. Was that her hand trailing along my hair? Maybe.
She soothed the loneliness so much, why is she so good to me?
"Shin." Her voice is soft, calming.
I looked at her through the exhaustion, it had been a long day.
"It's all right, I'm here." She smiled.
Yes, you are. You're here. You're fine.
Shin: Story.