"Promise?" he says sternly. His gaze is too powerful, but at the same time, he shows nothing but warmth and comfort. I do my best to match his intensity.
"Yeah. I won't leave you alone. I mean, you can't technically un-love someone. You only find someone you love more." I say softly, ruffling my fingers through his hair.
He catches my wrist and grips it tightly. I wince in surprise, and even though we're already in bed, I am caught flustered against him.
"Does this mean you're going to love someone more than me?" he asks gravely.
I didn't know how to answer that.
No, this'll end up in heartbreak.
No, you'll never work out.
No, this is fake.
But I followed my gut and gave in to the cliff, ignoring the hundred and one warnings that screamed no.
"You're the only one, Julian. I love you."