"I didn't use you!" And if he did, he didn't remember it. He hugged the pillow close and watched Jonathan leave. He felt bad, he didn't want to be that guy. Even if he was kind of that guy. Maybe he was a player type. He didn't know, he'd never tried. He did break a lot of hearts... most gay hearts, admittedly, but that was for a scam. It wasn't real.

He bit his lower lip and then finally, he found his boxers and pulled the unpleasant material on, just to cover up.

Kicking the door open, he peered in and saw Jonathan brushing his teeth. Not showering. He frowned and then walked in, not sure what to do. "Let me shower first."