"Really? I would have thought a bedazzled unicorn costume was the closest." Ty said solemnly, content to let Kira lead and trusting that he would get them there in one piece. Part of him wished that Kira would release his arm, or at least not hold onto it so tightly, because it was making his heart beat crazily in his chest, his whole body warm from something other than alcohol. Most days it was easy enough to tamp down his attraction to his best friend, to be content with what they had instead of thinking of what might happen if they had more, but he was only human. He had moments of weakness, and when Kira pulled him close like this or found excuses to touch him, agreed to go to prom with him, was he a fool for hoping?

He shook his head, drawing himself back into the conversation, putting a hand over his heart as if he'd been wounded. "Even though you don't like her, Delilah's still the better half? That doesn't seem right."

But he wouldn't argue it, at any case. In almost everything, Delilah was better than him. Drive, academics, talents- she really had it all and even being called her worse half was a compliment.

"And if you want a dance," Ty declared, leaning down slightly so he could murmur in Kira's ear, teasingly, "you're going to have to make it worth my while."