"I kissed you because I love you, you idiot." He pulls his hand away and pushes back from the table exasperated. "And that's as easy as breathing, but if you would like to continue telling me how it's supposed to be hard and painful then be my guest, but you are the one who's not making it easy. Not anyone else."

He rolls his eyes up at the ceiling as if asking a higher power for patience. "I know you love them. You keep telling me that. I don't care. Just stop treating me like you know best. Just...stop."