his eyes widen only for a moment at the tug to his hair, though he's quick to recover, to hide the way it affected him. "fuck off." he whines, swatting playfully at him to go away. though if he was honest, kyle doesn't love when b is away, when he's distant, when there's a cushion of space between them on the couch. he misses his warmth, his touch, the way he smelled like the soap kyle was guilty of stealing from time to time. "you know, i keyed my exes car once." kyle tells him, a slow smile slipping over his lips, as if fondly thinking of the memory. "you think i'm friends with any of the friends i had then? hardly. breakups aren't just with your partner, unfortunately." he shrugs. "guess you're just stuck with me as a friend, which admittedly is probably a low point in your life, but it'll work out. he'll shut up eventually, it's just still fresh. new. sore subject, you know?" kyle's never been single for long, but he's been through countless boyfriends, or rather men who wanted to be with him, but kyle was a vixen, mischievous and teasing, a flirt to get his way, knew how to bat his eyes just right and get everything he wanted. "i... am sorry your breakup is so shitty though. you're hot though, you'll find someone new soon. maybe sooner if you'd go on dates instead of staying here to try and ruin mine."
