"Really?" The shock of that admission is plainly painted across his face, unable to be ignored, especially from so close. "Years?" his echo of the word is borderline incredulous, like he can't fathom anyone harboring such desires for him for such a long time.
At the question, he's uncertain, his shoulders rolling in a shrug. "I don't know."
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At the question, he's uncertain, his shoulders rolling in a shrug. "I don't know."