Eli Thorne avoided his gaze. He didn't want to say it. Those words were the last retreating path he had left for himself. Even if they broke up, even if he was tricked, at least he could retain a trace of dignity.
Roman Vale thought he wouldn't say it because he still didn't like him.
"It doesn't matter as long as I like you."
He said it to Eli Thorne as well as to himself.
He hugged Eli Thorne and buried his head into his neck, breathing in the clean and fresh scent of his body.
Eli Thorne felt a little guilty; he hesitated for a moment, then poked Roman Vale's shoulder. When Roman Vale raised his head, Eli Thorne blinked, pursed his lips and kissed him on the mouth.
He thought to himself, this should be very clear. He allowed Roman Vale to kiss and hug him, and now he had taken the initiative. Wasn't his meaning clear enough?
Roman Vale was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Why, addicted? Want to do it again?"
Eli Thorne: "..."
