"No," Mickey said, shaking his head with a smile. "I don't mean the Academy. I mean, I obviously live at the Academy, because it's more inconvenient. But my aunt lives down in the town, and that's where I really live. Like how this isn't your real home, right? This is school. Fancy, but..."
Mickey leaned into the touch, his smile turning into something a bit more smug. He also flexed the muscles in his chest, which showed off his tight abs. He really couldn't help it. If people believed him at his word, yet insisted on touching him, well...
"Yeah," Mickey said, his voice low too. They were quite close now. "Naturally. You like it?"