"W-W-What?!" Chester kept stammering and then swallowed hard as he looked at Paris with trembling eyes.
'Did I hear it correctly? Or was I just hallucinating?' He thought as he felt his face heating up even more.
"Can I touch you?" Paris asked as he stepped closer to Chester.
Chester, who was already at wits' end, did not know how to respond to his question. It was by far the most confusing question he has ever received in his entire life.
But he knew that the answer was easy.
Slowly, he nodded his head in a response to Paris' question. Upon receiving his consent, Paris raised his hand and reached for Chester's face.
Gently touching his cheek with his finger, Paris' eyes carefully looked at Chester's facial features.
