"Why do you like to be frustrated so much, babe?" he muses aloud as he plays with Kyle's curls. "Do you like to be sexually frustrated too?"

"Right? That always blows people's minds. Until I tell them I was adopted and then they're like ok that makes sense." Truly he doesn't know what he can chalk up to nature or nurture and active tries to avoid thinking much about it. "When I was still in kindergarten. I was like six and I wasn't in the system very long so they were hoping I wouldn't be irreparably damaged yet."

"Hey," he turns until he can face Kyle without really leaving that comfy spot against his shoulder. "You said this was a first for you, or something. Didn't you?"