I'm Not A Girl, I Swear [Discontinued]

XLVI

"Sebastian, what's going on?"

Hunter had caught him alone when he woke up, embarrassed from the morning.

"What do you mean?"

"I just had to tell my closest friends that my own boyfriend won't talk to me about what's bothering him. Why can't you sleep, Sebastian? Why won't you tell me?"

Sebastian put his hands in his pockets. "I just... I've been thinking."

"About what?" Hunter asked desperately. "And why won't you tell me?"

"It's..." He paused, sighing softly. "How are you doing, Hunter?"

Hunter frowned, confused. That wasn't what he expected. "How am I doing? What do you mean?"

"The whole thing with... You being, you know..."

Hunter didn't catch on. "Me being what?"

Sebastian sighed, giving up. "Depressed, Hunter. With you being depressed."

"Oh! Oh, just... I've been trying not to think about it," he explained quickly. "But, um... I don't know. It's better when I'm with you. It makes me worry less. Why?"

"I... I've been worried about you, Hunter. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to feel bad. You've just seemed fine when I'm around, but... You know you don't have to hide anything from me, right?"

Hunter nodded, looking down. "Yeah, I know."

"Hey." Sebastian tilted his head back up. "No beating yourself up about this, alright?"

He smiled softly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

But Hunter didn't miss it.

He didn't miss Sebastian's hesitation before he said the words they'd said so many times before.