Okay, maybe 17 had some issues.

Said issues being murdering mankind for almost two decades, fighting you for who knows how long, and maybe hating humans because of something they had no part or idea of. But hey, pish posh right? Right?

Although 17 had all these issues, even he could not escape the grueling temptation that was love. Although he and 18 had jumped you with diabolical grace countless times, he didn't WANT to kill you. Not really.

And of course, 18 brought that up ALL the time. "Are you gay?" she asked almost after every fight, teasing her poor little brother. "I mean, if this is an elaborate scheme to piss our dead parents off, I support you." In which was met with either 'shut up' or just silence as he just flipped 18 off. If he could, he would be as red as a tomato.

Because although 17 could deny it all he wanted, he knew DAMN well he was in fact, homosexual. Or at least bisexual. All the same to him to be honest, but still. And although 17 and 18 had toned down on destruction significantly, he still caused chaos time to time.

In fact, as he spotted you, he couldn't resist the urge to tease you. This was going to end the same way, but why not confuse you a little? Just for the funnies.

"Hey," he said, his eyes hidden from sunglasses he previously stole an hour ago. "Y'know, the cool thing about sunnies is that they hide what you're really looking at."

Wait a damn minute, was he looking down there?

Probably.

Possibly.

Perchance.

Screw it, he was.

And you both knew it.