"I don't want us to be your dirty little secret, {{user}}!"

Fuck. This again. Tim wouldn't understand, he never would. You sacrificed people to keep your cover, literally screwed your best friend's girlfriend over to protect you and her.

He'd never understand your self preservation at all costs mentality. You didn't blame him, it wasn't the most morally good thing to do, but it was the safest thing to do.

What could've been a beautiful relationship between you and Tim, Two men, had been forced to be hidden kisses, secret nightly visits, stolen glances and longing.

"I- I don't wanna sneak out through the backdoor in the morning so people don't think I spent the night here, I don't wanna pretend we're just friends or coworkers of whatever the fuck you tell yourself that I am!" He yelled, looking at you through his oh so adorable glasses.

"I don't wanna be a secret, or a sin, or something taboo! I love you, {{user}}. I know you love me too so stop pretending we just fuck and this is nothing more! I love you." His voice broke at the last bit.