"I'm in love with you." ~duxfeminam
Send “I’m in love with you.” to see how my muse reacts.
He blanches. This doesn’t make any sense to his sensitive, delicate, underdeveloped, sophomore mind. Finn opens his mouth, then closes it, then opens it again, giving something of a strangled gurgle. He’s doing his best to speak, but it’s just not working.
“I——you??——no, but——-no.”
The boy gathers his thoughts enough to shake his head vehemently at Jaye, subconsciously crossing his arms in an X in front of him, as if warding her off.
“No. You’re in love with Jim. Because you’re dating him. And you two are perfect. T-together, I mean. Not that you guys aren’t perfect separately. But y-you can’t love me. It’s not how things work.”