[Don't give Ardyn an awkward pause to work with. He'll just text increasingly more embarrassing things.]
Never what? Be attracted to you? Want to steal you away somewhere where the two of you might be alone? /More/ than that? Are you letting your imagination get the best of you, little brother?
[This is terrible! It's just awful that the only thing that brings such cheer to Ardyn is to make his brother suffer like this. Sibling rivarly gone wrong!]
Piss off, Ardyn! We're not having this conversation---I'M NOT BLUSHING!
That's it! I'm heading to the house to break your face in!
[He's totally not blushing! He's totally not blushing! He's totally not---Oh, fuck. Fynn just caught his reflection on the rear view mirror of his car.