Damian pauses, listening to what Arie's saying... and then his cheeks grow flushed as the words properly register, a shy, pleased grin slowly spreading across his face as he ducks his head to hide against Arie's chest.

"... Good," he mumbles against the warm skin. He tries not to be too giddy about it, because it's not really his place to be possessive of Arie, is it? But from what Arie's saying... maybe it could be.