“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” Billy mumbles from the hospital bed.
Steve jumps away and glances at the exit before looking back at Billy who, after weeks in the hospital, still looks pale and smudged under the hospital lights.
“I just…” Steve hesitates, his brow wrinkles as he considers everything he’s learned about Billy from Max in the time between Starcourt and now. “I’m really glad you’re alive.”
“Do you feel sorry for me?” he asks defensively.
“No, Billy,” Steve says gruffly. “I wish you’d had help, but no.”
“Kiss me for real then, pretty boy.”