I thought we agreed not to talk about that. Like, ever. That it never even happened.

[ he glances down when scott settles onto the couch, head near him. he hesitates for a moment, before very carefully resting his hand atop his best friend's head. cautiously, he strokes his fingers through his hair, as if he's trying not to draw attention to what he's doing. ]

In fact, I'm pretty sure you're the one who peed your pants.