He doesn't mean for it to happen, but Nanami feels how much Haibara needs touch, needs more than the incidental brush of his hand along Haibara's stomach and fingers along his spine. He kisses Haibara, water dripping down his face, and pulls Haibara close again.

He nuzzles Haibara's nose and runs wide flat hands all along his body. Nanami's here, it says. He's here, and he has Haibara.