[For a moment, he's happy for the distraction the kiss offers, but he can tell this kiss is different. It's passionate and gentle and it's clear that it might be a distraction, but it's more than that too.

One of his hands moved to slip his fingers into soft silver hair and he presses back into the kiss. As much as intimacy made him nervous, a kiss that he could express his emotions in and offer Sola what he needed, was easier than the words needed to do the same.

However, Sola did need to breath and Johnny did need to say something. Something terribly honest, but willingly so. He broke the kiss but only enough to be able to speak.]

You're wrong. I want to be here. This is my home and I don't want to leave it or you ever.

So, I'm sorry I've made you feel like that isn't the case.

[That was all he was going to say, but his mouth had other ideas.]

Any distance between us is only there to protect you.

[This was a curse, wasn't it?]