"Sort out what feelings for me, An? What do you feel for me?"
Andrew's eyes grew bigger than before as he finally realized what he had let out. His breathing became heavy as he realized he had fucked up. What was he going to do now?
Andrew tried to push him away from him to get his mind clear as he pondered how to handle this situation, but Elio didn't move an inch. Instead, Elio's breath fell on him, making his skin tingle and making him lose his mind more.
Andrew's hand clenched Elio's shirt on his chest tightly to keep himself sane, and he looked away from his eyes before stuttering,
"I-it's nothing. It's n-ot im-portant."
"Do you have feelings for me, Andrew?" Elio rasped.
Andrew's heart beat loudly, the sound of it reaching Elio's ears, and he swallowed hard. He looked at Elio's chest, not daring to meet his gaze, and shook his head.
"No."
"Liar." Elio slid his hand on Andrew's cheek and made him look at him forcefully before rasping, "I know you feel what I feel, An."
