He sat on the couch. I sat on the chair across from him. I looked here and there but never directly at him unless he was saying something. I could feel his eyes on me. I looked at my friend sitting on his right, out of the french windows on my right, up at the fan. My friend went inside for something and he said, "Come,sit near me". I complied. We didn't really have much to talk, we just stared at each other.
We were standing in the balcony staring out at nothing in particular. He put his arm around me. I saw the moon reflected in his eyes. We just stood there.
I went into the kitchen to get something for our friends sprawled amongst beer bottles in the balcony. He came with me. He held my hands captive and asked, "Did you miss me?" I said, "Hmmm...maybe a little." He let go of me. I grabbed his hand and said, "Yes". "How much?". "A pinch maybe. Ok Ok, this much." I widened my hands a bit. He scowled. "Fine, this much". I held my hand to the skies. He kissed my forehead and hugged me. I patted his junglee hair. He asked, "Is this right?" I said, "I don't know." And then we kissed.
Corollary: He has an occasionally red nose. I often call him Rudolph for that. It was turning red now. I said, "See,you are Rudolph again". He said, "That is because you have come home."