Jett started to get a bit heavy, so I asked him to lay down next to me. He insisted on keeping me warm, so he is still hugging me. It must have been scary for him to find me like that. Jett and I started talking after he was sure that I was okay and didn't need sleep. Jett tilted his head up and said: “Say, Van, why is it that breath so weird?” I looked at him, deep in his eyes and said: “Am I breathing in a strange way?” Jett put his hand on my chest, which was going up and down and told me: “You breathe in slowly, but you breath out very fast. But I guess that's just your natural way of breathing.” I didn't notice at all, but he was right. I placed my hand upon his, looked him in the eye and said: “Well, I guess it is. I also never noticed. Maybe it's because I was cold, but I don't really know either.”  

I grabbed my pillow and placed it behind my back as I tried to sit up. Jett looked up with a disappointed look while he also tried to sit up. He asked: “Why are you getting up?” while he tried to hug me again. I responded: "I'm not sleepy yet, so sitting up is more comfortable when I talk.” Jett looked surprised while he said: “So you want to talk? That's rare.” Yeah right, that's so not true, so I said: “I just like to observe more, but I do talk. Most conversations are just meaningless most of the time, so I feel no need to talk. But I do like talking to you. Jett blushed and said: “Why do you like to talk to me? I also talk about meaningless things.” Should I tell him why? I don't know if I should. You know what, never mind. I will tell him right now. I looked him in the eye and said: “That's because I like you.” Jett's face turned beet red. He slowly said: “You..like me? In what way?” I felt him getting warmer, which made me feel warmer too. 

“Yes, I like you, romantically.” Is what I answered him with. Jett immediately replied: “I like you too! Do you want to be my boyfriend?” I was a bit taken aback by his sudden reply, but I told him yes. He looked like he could explode from happiness. So cute. “Jett, can I kiss you or are we going to fast?” I asked him. He replied: “Do you mind if we do that tomorrow? I need to process what just happened first.” I somehow didn't expect this reply, but I do understand him perfectly well. I don’t think I've ever been this excited for the next day to come, which made me realize that time can go extremely slow when you have to wait. It’s truly annoying and nerve-wrecking.