Dylan scoffed at his words, rolling his eyes slightly. "How prideful," he muttered under his breath, the annoyance clear in his tone even if he didn't raise his voice.
"Fine."
"Well, I asked that you turn to the other side since I'm done here," Dylan repeated, a little more firmly this time, his patience thinning.
"Huh?" The request caught Sebastian off guard. Even though his earlier reaction had settled after distracting himself, he still wasn't entirely confident his body wouldn't betray him again under Dylan's touch.
"Will that be an issue?" Dylan asked, already sounding tired, like he just wanted to get this over with and leave.
If Sebastian had known that was how Dylan felt, he might not have hesitated so much. He had assumed Dylan genuinely wanted to do this, and refusing him would feel unnecessarily harsh. So instead of following his own discomfort, he shook his head.
"No… there's no issue with it."
