It's jealousy, so what?

Nate

— I'm the man of your life, Nate! The one who with a simple kiss, makes you hard! — He says and I look at him in disbelief. I must be dead for this kid to tell me that, like this to my face, inside my house, and I don't punch him.

— Respect me, Will! — I say, and throw another pillow at him.

— Oh, that one hurt! You take everything I say very seriously, I was just kidding you gross!

— I'm already starting to get annoyed with your jokes, and the worst thing is that I never know when it's true, most of the time I think you're bluffing all the time!

— What? Do you think everything I say is a lie? he asks and I shake my head indifferently, he approaches, I feel his gaze on me, but I prefer to look at the TV. — Look, I know I joke a lot, but not everything I say is a joke, sometimes I say anything to make you uncomfortable, because I think it's so... So...

— So what? Are you ashamed to speak? — I ask and he comes even closer, gives a light kiss on my neck.