That dopey laugh is Kyle's favourite.

"I'm usually right," Kyle says as he pulls back enough to see Quentin's expression. His cheeks are pink but he looks so incredibly happy.

Kyle places a hand gently on Quentin's cheek. "I love your cute button nose, too. And I love touching your head. It's just neat feeling. I love your smooth bod, and your snobbishness, and your infuriating ability to talk me into things. I love your scientifically optimal dick."

He kisses his lips softly. "I love you. It's gonna be hard for me to stop saying it now that I have, you know."