[He closes his eyes at the touch and immediately leans into his hand, lifting his own to cover it there, to keep it there. He's quiet for a moment, and then there's a small flicker of realization on his face as a thought occurs to him-- and he turns his head and presses a kiss into Keith's palm. He can do that now.]
The day the storm started, I-- [...] [He breathes out, quietly, and opens his eyes again to look at him.] It was the first time I ever admitted out loud that I wanted to be with you. I... that's what I was talking about with Lucifer. He... He said I was just torturing myself.