His answer? The most blatant lineface he could manage.

The youthful look probably wasn't helped by the chocolate mustache he sprouted as he lifted his head from his mug, one he licked off before frowning. "I'm not going to start smoking to add years to my look. I'll just have to deal with what I was given."

It was a good thing he wasn't drinking when asked that question. "No, I'm not gay. Kind of hard to be when your current obsession is a girl, don't you think." He loved girls. He loved them big, small, short, tall. He mostly loved Lydia, but it didn't hurt to look at other girls and pretend. As for guys? He didn't fantasize about them or anything, but he wasn't all offended with the questions. He knew he wasn't gay and he was pretty sure he wasn't bi, but hey, it would be nice if someone thought he was cute.