I can queue my phone up with "We are the Champions" or something, if you want some mood music.

[It's half-teasing (he... probably doesn't have that song anyway) but one-hundred-percent affection, and Billy doesn't hesitate to cuddle back, resting his chin against Teddy's hair while a hand lifts to cover the one on his chest. A few minutes, that's all he needs. A few minutes just like this.]

...Thank you... for this.