"June... June, look at me!" Joey said, putting his hands on my shoulders. I focused my eyes on his, though tears crouded my vision. "I wont hurt you." He said. "You're safe with me. And I dont want you to ever think differently!" He said, wiping a tear off my cheek with his thumb. "You are amazing, and beautiful, and funny, and perfect, and if anyone tells you different I'll punch them in the face." He added, kissing my forehead. As he pulled away I put my hands up to hold his face, pulling his lips to mine. And it was... For lack of a better word... Perfect.