"What was your favorite toy when you were little?" Reed looked up from his homework to see Shane staring at him from across the table.
"You're supposed to be studying for a test, not trying to get me to play twenty questions." He looked back down to his book, trying to find where he had left off reading.
"Come on," Shane stretched out across the table, easily reaching Reed's book and pulling it away. "It's a simple question. What was your favorite toy?" Reed reached for the book, but Shane just laid it in the seat next to him. "Please?" Reed rolled his eyes, propping his arm up on the table and resting his chin on his hand.
"Is it a life or death question?" he arched an eyebrow as he watched Shane, who sat there debating on his answer.
"Yes." Reed exhaled, closing his eyes for a moment before looking back to his boyfriend.
"Shane?"
"Yes?" Shane looked up at him with huge puppydog eyes and his resolve broke.
"I had this kaleidoscope that I would play with a lot because of the different colors and patterns. I would try and paint what I saw with my finger paints, but I always accidentally shake it and loo-" he stopped talking when Shane started laughing. "Why are you laughing?" Shane just shook his head, grinning.
"That sounds like such a you thing to do." Reed looked slightly offended. "No! Not like that." he reached across the table and took Reed's hands in his. "It's cute. I like it." Reed blushed, staring at their hands.
"What was your favorite toy?" Shane started laughing again, shaking the table slightly.
"Legos. But I never did anything artistic with them, unless you call stepping on them and falling while dancing around artistic. Mom took them away after about the fourth twisted ankle and that one time I stuck one up my nose.." Reed stared at him. "What? What did I do?"
"Shane, what would possess you to stick a Lego up your nose?" Shane shrugged.
"I dunno, I was like, five when I did it!" Reed just shook his head as he started to laugh.
"You're the reason the put age limits on toys now and days."