"We are but I wouldn't be here without the rest of you."

Ziggy gasped quietly when he felt Mick's arms around him. He couldn't stop the sound because his body went into overdrive. It was so hard not to kiss the guitarist. He bit his lip to stop from kissing him and trying to hold back the sounds he wants to make.

"Thank you." Ziggy cracked and slipped one arm around Mick's back and the other into his hair, pulling him close. He can't resist. He pressed a kiss to the top of Mick's head on the sly. "I'm glad you came back to the studio."

He meant when Mick had run from him. He would have begged him to stay, still would beg him.