Arashi's pleased hum becomes a laugh, and he goes easily down to the wood of the porch, winding his legs around Harvestman's waist so that he doesn't have the option of going anywhere.

"I remember." Maybe he should be embarrassed... well, all right, he is. A little. Except that all seems so long ago, and distant, like it happened to different people. Maybe that's not far off.

"Better than me? You did this to me." He grabs Harvestman's shoulders and drags him back up for another kiss, hard and fast. "You... I don't fucking know. You woke me up. I wouldn't be here, I wouldn't be this if it wasn't for you."