Upon seeing the gentle movements of Matěj’s hand over his books, Simon took the few remaining steps forward. He put an arm around Matěj’s chest from behind, trapping his upper body, and bent down to bury his nose in the Matěj’s hair. He closed his eyes on an inhale and breathed out heavily against the warm smooth skin on Matěj’s neck. He breathed in. And out. He found himself in a dreamland.