No one's more surprised then Killer himself when he kisses Wire.

Killer's weed smoked brain seems to catch up with what he's done, and he surprises them all again by kissing Heat in his panic.

They all sit stunned for a moment before Killer whines and clutches his bangs, trying to pull them down to smother himself with them.

Heat takes a slow drag of his joint, mulling things over as Wire looked helpless from where he's still sitting, now at Killer's back.

"So... was that your first kiss?" he asks finally.

Killer gives off a self depreciating moan, "yes, maybe? no?"

Wire scoots closer, "That's a very conflicting answer Killer."

He pulls his knees up and tried to hid into them, his voice muddles.

Wire scoots closer again until he's gently pressed gains Killer's back, legs on either side of the young teen's own legs. Killer doesn't shy away, just whines pathetically. "Try again."

"I tried to kiss Victoria after she sold me the Punk. She nearly broke my kneecap."

Heat gave a good laugh at that, "Yeah, sounds like her." He passed the joint to Killer, hand brushing his to catch his attention. Killer looked up miserable, but uncurled a bit. Once Killer takes the smoke from Heat, Heat rests his hands on Killer's knees, coaxing him to a more relaxed pose, sitting cross legged and leaning back into Wire slightly.

"Do you like kissing girls, Killer?" Wire asked calmly

"I dunno..." he sounded morose, take a drag.

"Do you like kissing boys?" heat asked

Killer groans and pulls at this hair with his free hand, "I dunno...." he whines.

"Have you kissed any boys before us?"  Wire asks, taking the joint before Killer accidentally catches his hair on fire with it. Heat scooches up until he can't anymore, and throws his right leg over where Killer and Wire's left legs are spread out against each other.

"....no" he whispers.

"I could tell," Heat speculated, "nearly chipped a tooth on you with the way you kiss."

Killer made a noise like he was dying.

"Why'd you kiss me?" Wire asks gently

"I dunno...."

"Why you kiss Heat then?"

Killer does look up then, "I panicked okay?! I dunno, I just-" he gestured unhelpfully,"and then after I kissed you, and Heat was there, and I felt awful, because I just kissed his boyfriend, and I did it in front of him , and I panicked... so I kissed him too?"

Wire mused on that. "He's right, you have terrible form."

"Gah!" Killer moaned, waiting for the ground to swallow him up in his humiliation.

"Next time," he continued, "tilt your head," Wire suggested, and Killer looked at him in confusion. Mindful of the lit joint in his hand, Wire took Killer's chin in his hand, "you can't kiss head on, noses and all. You gotta tilt your head," he said, leaning close to demonstrate and kissing Killer's lips softly.

Killer makes a surprised noise but doesn't pull away, staring at him wide eyed.

Heat crosses his other leg over theirs and hooks his ankles together behind Wire so he can pull himself closer. He takes Killer's face in his hand and turns him back so he can kiss his again. Softer than Killer's first attempt and this time their teeth don't clack together.

Killer learns that night that he does, actually, really like kissing boys.