"I'm not," Niki said dismissively. It wasn't a self-esteem issue talking, it was just matter of fact, and he didn't seem to mind it either. He just wanted to keep stroking Drew's face. The other boy's skin felt extra soft, like silk, and he just wanted to touch it, over and over. And then his hair, because that looked soft as well. The drug was definitely working.
"Watch us," he echoed and he laughed at the thought of that. "Peepers. Peep. Peep. I want to kiss you. Can I kiss you?"