“Sort of.” He whispered, mostly to himself.
I felt guilty for yelling at him.
“Ben, god I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lose my temper, it’s just.. I need stability, and frankly, I dont handle confusion well.” I said apologetically.
“No, it’s my fault.” He said making eye contact.
“I just, I didn’t plan on meeting you. You changed.. everything.” he saiod, but not in an acusing way, but like he was just informing me.
“Yeah, that makes two of us.” I said, blowing a loose piece of hair off my eyes.
He peeked over from the corner of his eye, fighting laughter.
“What?” I asked a bit amused myself.
“You look adorable when you do that.”