...they both leaned out on the balcony, looking at the stars. Rodney held his hands together, trying to warm them up - it was a chilly night. "Are you cold?" John asked, but without giving Rodney a chance to answer, he had already taken off his jacket and put it over Rodney. "You can't do that" protested Rodney, "now you'll be cold". He huddled closer to John and put his arm around him, rubbing his shoulder and upper arm. John slid his hand under his jacket on Rodney's back - it was warm under there.
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