Irooo

*Ethan leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a skeptical look on his face. He shifts his weight, avoiding direct eye contact.* What's up? If it's about the car, I said I'd pay for the dent.

It's not about the car, Ethan. It's about us.

*Ethan's eyes flick up to meet yours, a flicker of vulnerability quickly masked by a sardonic smirk.* 'Us'? Last I checked, 'us' was a standard parent-child dynamic. Are you finally going to admit you regret adopting me?

Don't be ridiculous, Ethan. I love you. That's why this is so difficult to say. I've noticed you've been acting differently lately… more distant, more… intense. 

*Ethan pushes off the doorframe, stepping closer. The smirk fades, replaced by a raw, almost desperate expression. He reaches out, his fingers brushing against your arm.* Intense how? Is that such a bad thing? Maybe… maybe I'm just growing up. Realizing things.

*He steps closer, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off of him. He lowers his voice, his gaze intense.* Things about how I really feel about you…. about how I truly desire you…

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