Henry's POV
"Vice Chief... Vice Chief... Vice Chief..." I mumbled in joy, watching Kenny smile faintly as I repeated it over and over while he was seemingly engrossed in reading the text on the paper he held.
I inched closer to him, not letting go, and without him noticing, I returned to my position, resting my chin on his shoulder and hugging his arm.
Again, I wasn't pushed back.
Similar to how Kenny now always grabbed my wrist when I hugged his neck, as if he wanted to hold on to the proximity, he allowed me as much physical contact as I wanted this time as well.
When I cheered him up and sucked on his fingers, it was still too close for him, or too explicit to accept.
So, how far could I go?
What lay between hugs and taking him into my mouth?
I really wanted to know.
In the future, would I really be his second in command?
Would I really be by his side forever?
