But you laugh, and I can’t help but laugh with you

“Psst, hey”
He was praying to whatever God whose land they were flying through right now to make him at least faint when a voice called him, a hushed tone from his left. Across the narrow aisle of the plane he saw a young man, reading glasses pushed on top of his ash blonde bird-like nest of hair, and a pair of honestly stunning almond honey-hazel eyes. Touya lifted a brow, hoping Blondie wouldn’t mock him for his bad luck, and for once it seemed someone heard his pleading.
“I’m sorry, I noticed you don’t seem very comfortable over there” he began, almost embarrassed. “But the seat next to me is empty, if you want to-”
“Deal. Scoot over” Touya immediately said. If the universe had decided to concede him this salvation, he wouldn’t ignore it.