“i…” kit stopped, his mouth snapping completely shut. for a moment they just stood there, looking at each other, and kit had no idea why there was so much hostile tension in the room. he’d messed up, he realized, only he didn’t know how.

he seemed to keep doing that lately.

had he given himself away? made it too plain that he was an absolute lost cause where nate was concerned? he’d pushed nate too far, somehow… but he hadn’t tried to trick nate into kissing him, for god’s sake. which seemed like the best, smartest, most upright choice. and yet…

this felt like a fight. what did they have to fight about? he wasn’t pressuring nate for anything! it was their roommates who couldn’t keep their mouths shut or mind their own business.

jesus.