"oh,...so we did have sex" you said as your face turned red and your stomach dropped.
you wanted to fuck him, but not like this. you were drunk, not in the right state of mind. you wanted to make love, not just pointless fucking.
"i'm sorry, (y/n) i should have stopped it, i just couldn't control myself. you were just so beautiful and i was just so in love..." he trailed off looking down nervously.
there was silence between the two of you. his eyes wandering nervously.
"i shouldn't have said that.." he said in a low and faint voice
"said what?" you questioned furrowing your eyebrows.
he looked up at you
"i-i love you.." he said blushing and swallowing nervously with an awkward smile
"i love you too" you say getting up
he gets up and you both hug each other
he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck.
"i want to love you, but i'm afraid i won't know how." he breathes into your neck
"why is that?" you say stroking his hair
"because...because of chloe"
