Michael keeps his hand on Alex's, so he can't pull himself away completely. He doesn't want to lose him, doesn't want him to think that he needs to withdraw, because he doesn't. He's strong, and they do need to talk about this. "Outing me, I didn't care. I made a mistake with Jesse and I wouldn't have let that happen again. I still won't," he vows.

"You pushing me away, it just means that we were both miserable," he admits. "I hated it, because I just want you. I've wanted you for ages," he whispers, and holds onto Alex as he shifts closer, pulling Alex closer by cupping his face.

"Even here?" he asks quietly. "Are you still scared, here? Of what, Alex?"