At the doctor's office

Shy shifts on the exam table, feeling jittery from having to wait for the doctor. He had insisted that Orlando come in with him, not wanting to be alone with the man, though no real insisting had been needed. Looking at his husband, he knows that Orli would never make him go through anything he didn't want to alone. Will had agreed to stay in the waiting room and a part of Shy is grateful that he came with them.

"How come I have to wear this stupid thing?" he asks, plucking at the gown the nurse had him change into. "He's not even in here yet." He's nervous and just wants to talk about something.