Nicholas liked his dry lips, tasting the balm they had spread across them on his tongue. He couldn't be entirely sure this was all real until he saw the horror on JJ and Jesse's faces. He was pretty sure if he was imagining all this, he wouldn't have thought to go there.
He held up a bandaged arm and reached out towards his lovers. "Hi," he said, his voice raspy and unused. "Fuck it's good to see you too. Am I yellow? The Antichrist said I was yellow."