(8/n)...back onto the wall. (Context: I'd never taken those off a wall before, he showed me how to do that earlier and I was happy about learning it at the time). So I say no that's okay, now I know how to take them off I can also put them on.

(9/n) At that, he half-hugs me from behind, face right next to my ear like breathing into it, grabs my boob and says "wow, well I'm proud of you". I shake him off and like nervously go "ha" and then busy myself with cleaning something else. Thankfully, eventually everyting's tidied and he's done.