Yuè stared up at him in shock. He'd never seen Gunter angry before and it made his breath catch before the question caught up with him and he looked away in shame.
He couldn't understand what was wrong with him, but as soon as he was in Marcellus' arm, it was as though his brain turned to mush and everything else faded into the background.
The want he fought each and everyday came rearing its head demanding attention when the object of its need was so close.
It was wrong. He was wrong. How could he? Who could he be this way when he'd only just confessed his love for Gunter? The man who made his heart sing.
One who he ached for when they were away from one another for too long. He loved Gunter so intensely that it was baffling at times. To care for someone so deeply and so quickly to where his soul never wanted to be parted from him.