Imagine Naomi wrapping her arms around Ayumi in a hug, tightly, but not enough to irritate her healed wounds. Her hand comes up to pet her hair, the other one gently rubbing her back. Ayumi simply melts at her touch-Naomi always gives the best hugs, but this one is special. This one tells her, in a silent, physical way, that everything is going to be alright. The smaller girl nestles her face in the brunette’s shoulder, slowly breathing in and out, focusing only on her friend’s warmth-although her attention is diverted, when Naomi lifts her chin up with her finger, and presses a soft, light kiss to her lips. “Everything is going to be okay.”