At his confession, his heart rate speed. This isn't how he wanted to confess for the first time. He imagines it entirely different.

He remembered very specific details. "Yes, it was me. You were blindfold and held you against the tree. I was thinking...you threw a flower at me and I thought you were interested, but then I realized, you were probably not serious and still fooling around with your teasing."

At least now he is certain it is coming from his true feelings even without the lust tea. "When I was drunk, my inhibitions lower and I can't control myself." He said, embarrassed at his poor intake.

"I apologize for behaving unseemingly to you. I'm supposed to be a gentleman. But what I feel for you is true." He tucked his chin on his shoulder, nuzzling him, as he holds him, taking in the scent of him.