"Demanding?" He stops long enough to act offended before his mouth turns back to Scott, mouth settled just behind his ear. He's careful not to hit his glasses.

"Please. I'm always a giver, Scotty," he tells him, and even though Scott can't see the obnoxious grin on his face, he can definitely hear it in his voice. "Next time you can hold me."

And that's the last he says before Midnighters buries his nose in Scott's short brown hair, warm breath puffing over the shell of his ear and the back of his neck.