You put your arms around me and I'm home

Their sides almost touch and the feeling is intoxicating - light and darkness mixing in the gray space that divides them, blending until they can't understand what is what. It's all so much easier like this, when they're soft and calm, Ben and Rey, and nothing more, and there's no galaxy to save or burn.

He wishes all his life was like these nights, easy and spontaneous and frightening, yes, but so, so beautiful.