His good luck charm

Chris's eyes fluttered open once again, this time to the gentle warmth that enveloped him. The realization hit him in stages—the soft pressure against his back, the steady rise and fall of breath near his ear, the arm draped carefully over his side. Confusion tangled with a flutter of nerves, and he glanced down to see Sky's arm wrapped around him, holding him in a tender embrace. It was then that he noticed how their bodies were pressed close together, fitting almost perfectly against each other.

For a moment, Chris's mind raced, his thoughts a jumble of bewilderment and a hint of something else. He couldn't help but notice the contrast between this close, almost intimate connection and the emotional distance Sky had tried to maintain earlier. As the realization settled in, he felt his cheeks grow warm, a mixture of surprise and a strange sense of comfort washing over him.