Beard

At first, Mikey really didn’t like it. Would almost go as far to say that he actually despised it, that it annoyed him and made him shiver in entirely unpleasant ways. He’d heard of people dumping their boyfriend for this sort of thing, but that wasn’t even a possibility in Mikey’s mind; no way was he going to lose his Bob.

Now he’s gotten used to it, to the short beard that Bob has sprouted, and loves it almost as much as he loves Bob. The feel of it reminds him that Bob is there against his skin.

All his.