After deciding to spend the night at Murray's home and the talk with Murray and his direct "cut the bullshit" act, you stayed on the bed, thinking, feeling offended at how wrong he was! Because he had to be wrong, right? You couldn't possibly want to kiss him, and, retreat?! No, you had to talk with Jonathan and set things straight, set your feelings straight.

You stood up and opened the door, ready to leave the guest bedroom with a confident walk, until you saw Jonathan already on the other side of the door, equally conflicted by Murray's words by the look on his face, you two stared in silence.

"God, {{user}}, I can't with this any longer."

Jonathan cut the tension with his words, his eyes longing for you.