"W-w-wha-what?" mumbled Chrys, completely taken by surprise.
He turned to Bael, the blood rushing to his face, but the Demon, to his surprise, was looking down at his feet on the carpet, maybe feeling a bit shy as well.
"Even just... a little," continued Bael.
"W-well, you're... sleeping in my bed, s-so..."
Just as he had uttered those words, Chrys realized what he had just said and mentally rolled his eyes. He couldn't have possibly chosen a worse way to put it! Even Bael had a smile on, amused.
"N-no, I mean... You're... uh... I wouldn't have... offered you to stay if... I hated you. That's what I meant."
Bael chuckles and nods.
"Okay. So... you do... appreciate me."
Chrys nodded, unable to utter another word.
Why? Why did Bael have to ask here and now, when they were so
