"If you're the one teaching me, doesn't that kinda defeat the purpose?" I say, and it's all more than enough to knock the grin off my face.

Stacking the rest of the pancakes on my plate, I turn off the stove and head to the table, putting it down in front of the chair next to his. Standing over him, I only hesitate for a moment before pushing my hand through his hair, half expecting it to be unwanted but not really giving a damn.