The frustration in Harry's voice hit him like a boulder, even if he knew that he probably didn't mean it like that. He knew how patient Harry had been with him and also how little he himself had been willing to disclose about the situation. It didn't help that he wanted Harry so badly, but he just didn't feel like it was an appropriate thing to share just yet. After all, he knew that it wasn't going to be pretty.<br/>"No, it's not that-" he rushed, but he didn't quite knew how to finish the sentence. It felt strange to still be straddling Harry while having this conversation, but he didn't exactly feel like he could move away either though, so he just stayed. "I want to. I really do," he said, biting his bottom lip and looking down at the small space between them, overwhelmed by their close proximity. "I just... I can't. Okay?"