He held me.

We were both back at his house after a date. It was our 2 month anniversary. I’m very shy and haven’t been close to anyone before.
When we came back to my house, he asked if we could hold hands.
I took his hand and kissed it, and then held it near my chest.
I was very emotional since I truly felt safe around him and I wanted him more than anything else. I wanted wanted him.
A lot was going through my head and so began the waterworks. He watched me get it out, and when I was calming down, he asked if he could
hold me.

I considered it and then came closer to him.
He asked if he can touch me. I nodded, and then he placed his hands on my waist, and pulled me closer.

I was overflowing with excitement whilst being so sure and secure about myself with him.

I finally let him hold me.
I finally let myself be with someone I truly adore and treasure.
Finally.