Kyle, pinned quite comfortably, takes these dramatics with an indulgent half smile.

"You're a dick," he repeats. His eyes gleam with good humour. "And you're MY lonely little weirdo, so, yeah, you're gonna suck on my Hallmark channel."

He loops his arms around Quentin's neck. "It's okay, you know. It's okay." He lifts his head up enough to kiss Quentin's cheek.

"Adorable, huh?"