That was, apparently, all it took to send Armaan backing away from Freddie. He rose from the bed and started pacing, trying to figure out just how the fuck to respond to that. So Freddie might not see Armaan as a project, but he thought Armaan was using him. What the fuck?
“No use in telling me?!” Armaan grouched. “No use?! I- And what the fuck do you mean, no need of you!? I love you, you idiot! I don’t want to move on! I’m not with you because I’m getting something out of it! Or- Well okay I- I mean I do get something out of- You know what, I don’t even know what I mean!” He felt like he was going insane. “I am not…using you. I didn’t even know, how could I be using you?”