" Akos watched her carefully as she spoke, as she pulled him closer and touched her forehead to his, so they could still look at each other, breathing the same air.
“What I did,” he said, “cut out a piece of me.”
“It’s all right,” she said. “I’m all hacked up and stitched back together, too.”
She pulled away.
“For now,” she said, “just be my friend again, okay? And we can talk about the whole ‘I’m still in love with you, what the hell do we do about it’ question later.”
Akos smiled.
“Show me your house,” she said. “Are there embarrassing pictures of you? On the journey, your sister told me you were very particular about your socks.”
And so Akos took her upstairs, his fingers laced with hers, and opened all his drawers, letting himself be thoroughly mocked. "

― Veronica Roth , The Fates Divide (Carve the Mark, #2)