01x09 - Monarch Butterflies

[bunniefuu]

Let's kiss, starting now.

Oh, this is cute.

Not cute. Nothing's happening.

S-Something's happening.

I watched you sleep.

Why?

It's what we're supposed to do.

Did I do anything... weird?

Nothing happened.

Hmm.

Um...

I've given it some thought

and-and I'm prepared to try again,

sexually,

if your relationship is open to that.

We're not in a relationship.

It's private until, uh,
we get more serious.

Her preference.

Keep me posted all the same.

You have to dress nice
for my piano recital.

And I want you to wear this.

These are your clothes.

Yes. I have, I have good style.

Um, I don't like light, flowy things

that brush against me.

I need the fabric to be tight and heavy.

Hmm. Okay.

Uh...

What about... this?

Uh, I can't wear that 'cause
the skin on my legs will touch.

Uh...

One second.

Okay, uh, you can wear

these tights with this.

I can only wear tights for
a short period of time.

The waistband is uncomfortable
because of my Crohn's disease.

You have to dress nice.

I like girls that dress chic.

I'm going to wear my clothes.

Actually, I don't want you
to come to my piano recital.

Why?

If you're there, you'll make me nervous.

Okay, I won't come.

Oh, no.

I got waffle batter on my face.

Can you help me wipe it off?

You wipe it off.

No, you wipe it off.

Why would I wipe it off
when you can wipe it off?

Do you want me to wipe it off?

No. I want Drea to wipe it off.

Why do I have to wipe it off?

Why not you or Nicholas?

Because it's what couples do.

We're not in a movie.

You always wanna
act like we're in a movie.

- Did that feel good for you?
- Yes.

So, now what do you wanna do?

Stand somewhere really high.

Or we could finish the cooking lesson.

Drea.

Drea!

Your shoes.

Wrong?

Okay. I have to go now.

Okay.

Oh, no. Is something wrong?

I wanna say something.

And thinking about...

saying it is... a lot.

Can you do that and also
say what you're thinking?

I love you.

You said you love me?

Yes. I said it.

I love you.

Oh, my God.

Duke.

Duke, pressure.

Do you want me to stay with you

while you stim or can I go practice?

No, you can go.

I'll be done soon.

I'm proposing prom to you.

I've known about this for
nine days and said nothing.