It's natural to want to be accepted. To be loved.

[ Armand tilts his head a little bit, thoughtful, as he cups Iggy's face in his hand. His thumb drifts up and down Iggy's cheek, caressing, then ghosts across to his mouth. He lightly touches his lower lip, enjoying the soft warmth. His own skin is cool, like marble. ]

Especially for those of us who have not been loved enough, who have had to hide who we are in order to be accepted.