[ Bam follows easily, not putting up any resistance. And why would he? He's so comfortable here. Kwang really puts him at ease.

Or just being with him is easy. It feels lazy, in a pleasant summer afternoon kind of way. ] Sure, I'd say that counts. If that's where you'd like lesson one to begin.

[ Lesson one of how many, Bam? Apparently he's getting ambitious. He reaches up, tucking a little hair out of Kwang's eyes. His finger wanders over Kwang's brow, down the line of his nose, and traces the shape of his lips. ]

I mean, I like the sound of it. An awful lot, if I'm being honest.