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“Your tastes have changed.”
“Don’t be weird, Andrew. It’s no different than sharing a dorm.”
“Lie to yourself, don’t lie to me. I hope you know what you’re doing.”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“He still doesn’t do well on his own. Could be good for him.”
“I’m not Kevin’s babysitter,” Aaron deadpans. He can feel his pulse picking up, knows Andrew will pick up on any change in his scent. That Andrew will read into it incorrectly. He’s just uncomfortable with this conversation, that’s all. He’s not interested in Kevin. He never has been. It’s just biology. Base instincts Aaron can ignore.
“Kevin could do worse,” Andrew says evenly, which is as close to an explicit compliment as he’ll go.