Theo looked up at Greg as his boyfriend walked past him, his confusion clear until the one armed hug and the kiss, at which point he softened to a happy smile, assuming that he'd done something right and made Greg happy despite the fact that he couldn't remember what that something was.
"The kitchen is downstairs." he pointed out, standing in place like he'd forgotten that he was allowed to move without being told to first.
He returned Zach's smile as though he were trying to match it exactly, sinking back against the wall like a shadow seemingly already exhausted by this much social behaviour. They were talking about parents, parents, and Theo slowly, silently, put his hands over his ears and curled up towards his knees - for once he wasn't thinking about his father.