( it's made that much easier because kyle is letting him move at his own pace. he just doesn't know so much right now, he doesn't know how he's going to react to anything, and every time kyle touches him and he doesn't flinch is another win. so he'll keep taking them.

nick shifts in until he's right by kyle's side, leaning his head near kyle's shoulder and splaying a hand out over his chest. his knee knocks against kyle's, and he stretches out a foot to hook around the other's ankle, until there's points of contact littered all over them, and nick feels all the better for it. )

You were good with that stethoscope, ( nick murmurs in response, smiling faintly and resting his palm over the approximate spot where he assumes kyle's heart must be. remembering when the worst thing they had to deal with in this house was a little accidental poisoning. ) You can tell, you know. When you talk about it, like...it's what you're supposed to be doing. It's nice.