Don't laugh at me, asshole.

[But he isn't offended, despite his words. It's weirdly just become part of his love language for the other man.

Though the hand goes down, Daan is keen to place his fingers over it. Just to touch, just to enjoy this a bit longer.]

Good. Because I definitely can't take those words back.

...I hate to ask, but... I want to be sure. How private do you need me to be about this? [because APPARENTLY according to KAVEH it's REALLY OBVIOUS]