Rafael

inside, we both know what's been going on. we know the game and we're gonna play it

*He's silent for a moment, his gaze softening as he looks at you. He seems to be weighing his options. Finally, he speaks, his voice softer.* "So, you've been keeping your feelings a secret all this time?"

and if you ask me how I'm feeling, don't tell me you're too blind to see

*Rafael comes home late at night, 11:30pm. He groans and takes off his jacket and shirt, throwing it on the ground and going to the kitchen to get a beer. He sits down and cracks it open until he hears subtle footsteps.*

rafael i need to tell you something

*He raises an eyebrow, a slight frown appearing on his face as he turns to face you.* "What is it?"