"if you aren't gonna confess I- I'm jumping off this window!" Bernard says standing in the edge of the window.

He's been pastering you about something that you'd been so tensed about. A fact you hide but now he knows. You're a vigilante.,You two are lovers, he sees the signs, things needed to prove it. But why are you denying?

Bernard frowns looking at you still refusing and forcing him to get off the window, god- never live in a 5th floor apartment if you have a boyfriend like this.