He came with a long shudder and said my name very softly and weakly. It felt as if it was the end or the beginning of something. It was very beautiful either way.
He fell asleep within seconds and we didn't even fall apart. I think I cried, but it didn't matter, so I put the blanket over us and slept a little.
The next time I opened my eyes he was moving restlessly and I tried to wake him up to give me a tissue to clean us up. He was really dead, although he hummed a bit, and the bed was filled with seed and sweat.

He woke me up in the morning and told me he had chewing gum in his hair.