“Mm.. XXX What? You’ve been crushing on me since you first laid eyes on me.. “Well.. Her thing?”
She laughed a little and moved to sit beside him on the small chair, forcing him to scoot up so she would fit. “W-what are you doing?..” he asked, voice soft and shaky, expressing the confusion that dominated him. Now it made sense. He knew in the next few days he would learn who he really was. He hated to admit it, but he looked.. His fear of Caitlyn’s wrath, however, now twice experienced, spurred him on to quickly finish his shower and start toweling off, grateful for the steamed up mirrors, allowing him to avoid his own image, something he couldn’t bear to even glimpse right now as his mind was dark enough
