'Does that mean I have to tell the rest of my masters that I like them as well?'
I wanted to pull my hair in frustration.
Me and my big mouth.
How could I have been so careless?
"I like you since you're my master." The words suddenly slipped out of my lips.
I wasn't even going to think that much anymore.
"I don't hate you so it's natural that I like you, right? If I don't like you then I'd certainly hate you." I laughed a little, bowing my head and avoiding eye contact.
How was he taking this?
Was he mad?
Did he misunderstand?
I could feel his eyes on me and they were rather uncomfortable.
He was mad, I could tell.
And that made it hard for me to even raise my head and meet his gaze.
Maybe I should've just left it like that and let him gloat? But then I'd be giving myself a lot of work.
If he went around and told the rest of them that I told him I liked him, things wouldn't end well.