He presses a kiss across her fingers and she huffs a soft laugh, a warmth having nothing to do with body heat and everything to do with that little gesture filling her chest. Even with memories of Zoom sharp in her mind he still takes her breath away. He always makes her feel wanted, and makes her feel loved. Cared for.

Safe.

She nods against him, focusing on the way his hand runs across her back, the warmth of his palm against her, the sound of him breathing. “I always am, with you.” It’s true. She’s always felt safe with him. From the moment they’d met, when he’d come to another EARTH to rescue her, to rescue someone he’d never even met.