Noah's face goes hot. His neck goes hot. His whole body goes hot at Freddie's question, his thoughts. It's a lot, and he tries not to look away from Freddie's gaze like a coward.
"No," he forces out, and tries to choose from everything he could possibly reply with. "I don't just fuck people. I'm not...I mean, I'm not judging you, but. I don't. Because that's impossible, not getting attached. I have no idea how you can even do that. Why the hell do you think I said we had to stop? I told you..."
He shakes his head and stops himself from saying anything else. It kind of pisses him off if he's being honest, because there can't be an awkward break-up when there isn't a relationship, and there can't be a relationship when the other person involved doesn't want one.
"I meant get over not seeing myself as...a person," he finally adds. "Mostly."
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"No," he forces out, and tries to choose from everything he could possibly reply with. "I don't just fuck people. I'm not...I mean, I'm not judging you, but. I don't. Because that's impossible, not getting attached. I have no idea how you can even do that. Why the hell do you think I said we had to stop? I told you..."
He shakes his head and stops himself from saying anything else. It kind of pisses him off if he's being honest, because there can't be an awkward break-up when there isn't a relationship, and there can't be a relationship when the other person involved doesn't want one.
"I meant get over not seeing myself as...a person," he finally adds. "Mostly."