[ The touch makes Adam tense up, hands clenching into fists. It isn't fear but distaste from being touched by someone who's practically a stranger without his permission.

There's another sensation building up inside him though and he doesn't focus on that. His breath comes out a little faster when Luke's fingers start moving. ] You think they wouldn't notice how different we are? How could we know each other?

[ But it's not like he's forgotten the things Luke has said to him before, the cute comment. He grabs his wrist to stop his fingers but then leans down to put their faces close together. ] We're not kids. I think we can do better than innocent crushes.