he wraps an arm around 7, because it's the most natural thing for him, pulling the other closer. it makes him feel better, too. i just want you to love me forever, no matter what, he says quietly. he sighs again. i wasn't exactly mad. just annoyed. i just want you to be careful. but most of it was just me being jealous. i want you to need me always, j murmurs. he doesn't know why he feels this way, but he feels as if he has to cling to the other all the time now or he'll lose him. what if we find a boy next? a gay one. and he'll understand you like 9 does. like i can't. i'm scared you'll leave me, and he wants to say again, but he think that's too unfair. his eyes are burning, because he's started crying. it makes him feel like the most pathetic person ever. you didn't have anyone else but me until now, and it terrifies me that you could realize you don't really love me or could love someone else.