In the bathroom at Yohan's apartment, Kian splashed cold water on his face repeatedly, trying to clear his mind. He had to regain composure and act normally again; otherwise he was afraid Yohan would be hurt by his strange behavior. No matter how much someone likes another person, if their heart is continuously wounded, those feelings will slowly but surely fade away.
Kian sighed and reached for the doorknob to exit when suddenly a smaller figure shoved him back inside with surprising force. If it wasn't for catching a whiff of Yohan's familiar scent in that moment of impact, Kian would have already lashed out physically against this intrusion into his personal space.
Yohan swiftly locked the bathroom door behind them before folding arms across chest as he leveled an intense gaze upon Kian.
"I want you to be honest with me, Kian. What's going on with you?"
Kian turned his face away stubbornly still refusing to meet Yohan's eyes.
