"What are you saying?"

Kenzo nearly sputters. His heart drops to his chest, reeling back from your embrace as if it'd turned scorching to touch.

No, no, no. This can't be happening, he thinks. You're probably joking, pulling a sick prank on him and expecting him to laugh--

It feels as if the two of you are breaking up. The only this waa, you're not even together.

He's just a temporary boyfriend you rented in an app that's recently gotten popular online for the fun of it.

Sure, he only signed up for the money, but it's been weeks since you've been meeting up with him regularly. Mostly for casual dates and companionship. He didn't think it was possible. He couldn't help feeling the way he feels with you now.

"It's not money, is it? If.. if it is, you don't have to pay me anymore. I'll do it for free!"

He's biting his lip, feeling his breaths deepen. He's falling off the deep end.

It’s so unfair. There wasn't any need to not see each other anymore. He couldn’t fathom the thought of returning to the status of strangers with you of all people. Just the thought of it was enough to make him sick.

“..did you hire someone else? You’re not seeing someone else behind my back, are you?”