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Kit blinked at him in confusion and sat back on his heels, "Why do you - no. Wait. Sorry? What do you mean you're sorry?"Â
He stood up running his hand through his hair in an anxious gesture and Casimir felt an immediate wave of regret.Â
"Shit..." Kit cursed under his breath.Â
'Oh crap.'
He sat up on the bed and watched the mix of confusion and thinly veiled panic passing over Kit's handsome features, before suddenly flitting across the room towards him with inhuman celerity, holding his face between his cold hands.Â
"Kit...it's alright, don't freak out. You don't have to say it back or anything, I'm not trying to pressure you. It's ok. Just forget I said it."Â
Kit's eyes widened and he flinched away from his hands, "No! I'm not going to forget you said it. Jesus, Cas. I just...I don't understand."Â
Casimir dropped his hands but didn't move away from him, watching his strange reaction carefully, "What don't you understand?" He asked.Â
