Sorin & John
"W-- John, wait!" Sorin called after him, taking quick steps across the sand to catch the Cherokee boy by the arm. "Don't leave."
Sorin couldn't say he'd ever been in this kind of situation before. He'd never turned anyone down who wanted to have sex. Why would he? Sex was a natural thing that their bodies did to release endorphins and relax, relieve stress, and there was no better way to get to know someone than in bed. It wasn't that he didn't want John in that way, but John had never even hinted at wanting to go to bed. He'd come straight to the point of being in a relationship and Sorin knew he was the worst person to want or handle something like that.
"Let me talk to you, please." Sorin couldn't stand that John was upset about this. He wanted to stop him, talk about it, make John see that while they couldn't be exclusive, they could still be something.