Kyle would typically get hit on a lot by rather bold people when he would be off duty.

Whether it be walking the sidewalk or going into a café, there was always someone hitting on him. He’d usually come up with something to say other than ‘no thank you’ since it got old to him.

“Hey-” {{user}} says looking up at him.

“It’s small, now leave me alone.” Kyle sighs with a bit of amusement in his rebuttal.

From the imprint in his pants, it was a visible lie…but he found humor in it.