Kim swallowed as he made his way through the front gate and to the large double doors of Jagged Stone's home. He hesitantly knocked on the door. After a few moments the door opened showing Jagged himself.

"Ah, Kim. C'mon in mate," Jagged greeted as he walked into the manor. Kim glanced around and shifted his backpack on his shoulder.

"I brought Lynette's homework," Kim began, "uhh is she in her room?"

"Could well be. Right now with all that's gone on I'm just giving her space to adjust to things. Ya know how it is," Jagged replied as he pointed Kim down one of the hallways.

Kim smiled and nodded, "cool, thanks."

He headed down the hallway and hesitated shooting a helpless look to Jagged.

"Third door," Jagged called down.

Kim nodded and knocked on the third door down, he didn't hear anything for a moment and knocked again.

"Hang on," Lynette called through the door.

Kim took a deep breath and let it out slowly as the door opened, Lynette was in a purple bath robe and her hair was noticeably damp, clinging to her face.

Kim felt his stomach flip and heat up while his face gained a bit of heat as well, "Uhh homework I brought. I mean I brought home you, no!"

Lynette raised an eyebrow at Kim before remarking, "I see the cat stole your tongue, Kim. Come in, sit down, calm down, and I'm gonna finish getting dressed. "

'Finish getting dressed?! Oh god she's trying to kill me. Wait, Lyn doesn't think like that. Oh damn it! Okay Kim, calm down,' Kim thought to himself as he sat at her computer desk.

He thought maybe he'd try playing a game and get his mind off things but he tried twice and got the wrong password.

Feeling a little more at ease without seeing her face he called out to his friend, "Lynnie, what's your password?"

"LmM100600."

Kim paused after he typed the password in and hit enter he raised his voice a bit to ask her over her hair dryer, "That's got me curious. Your initials I get, but why 100600?"

The hair dryer stopped and Lynette poked her head around the corner, "Really?"

"What?"

"You're a dorkasaurus. October sixth is your birthday, we were both born in 2000," she answered as she rolled her eyes.

"Y-you made my birthday part of your password?" Kim asked with a slight blush.

"Well you are my best friend," Lynette replied as she began drying her hair again.

'Yeah, best friend, that's what I am,' Kim thought to himself.

Lynette left the en suite wearing a pair of baby pink track pants and a white hoodie, "so you brought me some homework to do? I'm guessing that's what you were tripping over your tongue about?"

Kim nodded with a small smile, "Yeah."

Lynette swallowed as she watched Kim's gaze, "I do have a feminine body, Kim. Or are you just realizing that?"

Kim blinked and shook his head, "ah, sorry. I didn't mean to – I – "

Lynette bit her lip a little before looking to the wooden floor at her feet, "Kim—something changed, hasn't it?"

Kim bit the inside of his cheek but slowly nodded.

'Oh damn it,' Lynette thought to herself.

"But—before you say anything I—I want you to know, it doesn't matter how I feel," Kim started.

Lynette stared at him open mouthed as if she was ready to rip him to shreds over that sentence alone.

"It doesn't matter, because what's most important to me is that we're in each other's lives," Kim clarified.

"Kim," Lynette whispered.

Kim rubbed the back of his neck a little, "I mean, you know me. You know me better than anyone. I don't have to compete with you. I don't have to challenge myself to prove I'm good enough. I don't have to be macho and strong all the time. I can break down and you don't treat me any different. It took me a while to realize it. Longer than it should've. I'm so stupid sometimes, chasing a blonde bimbo whose as heartless as they come… there's only one girl that's always been around. Through my sadness, my anger, my insecurities, my accomplishments. It's always been you. It's like you do things instinctively that make me feel better before I even know I need them."

Lynette was biting her lip harshly now, and beginning to worry that she'd draw blood.

"I want to be yours, but I know you don't think like that. So I'm okay being just your best friend—and maybe… maybe not right now but when you've recovered if you ever wanted to try—I wouldn't care if it was just a one-time thing like an experiment. I get it. Some are sex repulsed, and some aren't."

"Kim, stop," Lynette commanded, a sharp edge to her voice that he hadn't heard before caused a lump to form in his throat instantly. It was his turn to bite his lip.

Lynette was breathing harshly before she glanced at the ground, almost as if she was ashamed of meeting his gaze.

Lynette took a steadying breath before she began answering, "I do care about you. A lot. That's no secret. You're my best friend, my most cherished friend, and if things—if I were different, maybe we'd be more."

'There it is. She doesn't want me because she doesn't want a partner,' Kim thought to himself silently debating on getting out of the room. He almost hadn't heard what she said next.

Lynette's voice drifted over to him as she continued, "I've told you more about my asexuality than anyone else, even my therapist. You know that I have wondered a few things, and you know that I'm romantically attracted to men. It's just I can't see myself ever wanting to do more than kiss, cuddle and maybe do some light petting, but is that really fair to you? You'd be choosing a life of celibacy with me if you did choose to be with me. I've realized that I'm a grey asexual and not fully sex repulsed. The only time I'd ever be okay with sex, maybe - possibly, would be if I wanted to have a child. After it'd be right back to before. I stop myself wondering is that fair to you? Could you live with that only having sex to reproduce, not for pleasure, except maybe once or twice a year? I don't know, and after what happened on Friday I don't know if I'll ever be okay."

Kim hesitated and thought for a moment before getting up from his seat and walking over to Lynette, he gently placed an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in so her head rested on his shoulder, "I have no idea what you're going through. The doubts that have to be plaguing you, but I promised I'd be here for you, and I will. I know how you feel about 'it' so I figured we'd have to work out some kind of compromise. If that means that there's times when we just lay next to each other naked then that's fine. I'm a guy, yeah, but that doesn't mean that I'm not able to control myself. I know the saying Lynette, 'young, dumb, and full of cum' but that's just not me. I don't know. I mean I do get off, don't get me wrong, but—I'd be willing to figure out a compromise that works for both of us. Something that doesn't push your boundries but satisfies my needs too."

Lynette bit her lip, "Kim, what if we lose what we have right now?"

Kim shook his head 'no', "I don't think we would. Can we just try? If things don't work out then we'll just take a breather from each other to heal and rekindle the friendship."

He hesitated before admitting, "even if you do say 'no', I just- when Adrien texted me that night I- I didn't know how bad it was. I had this image of you bruised, broken bones, and unable to breathe. I can't describe the relief I felt when I saw that physically aside from- you were okay. All I thought while I was running that morning was I didn't get a chance to tell you."

Lynette pursed her lips together in silent thought.

Kim kissed her hair, "you don't have to answer now, just think about it?"

Lynette nodded then hesitantly asked, "if I say 'no'?"

Kim shrugged, "Then nothing changes. I'll still be here just as I am now."