It wasn't fair. He was upset still, but Hex had a way of making him feel... Guilty, almost. It made it so he couldn't pull away.

It made him feel trapped.

Danny was still so wounded and messed up inside, and Hex- Hex never seemed to give him space to explore how he felt. It sometimes felt like if he didn't give Hex everything he emotionally needed, the other man would just fall apart- And it would all be his fault. Especially now.

"I love you too," Danny said quietly.