I can't stop looking at Blitzø's expression when Stolas confesses his feelings.
Look how young, how vulnerable Blitzø looks when Stolas says he cares deeply for him. His confusion turning into hope. He wants so badly to believe that Stolas really, truly loves him.
Stolas says "and not know how they feel". Blitzø's eyes and mouth widen and shrink, as if his heart just skipped a beat. He glances the crystal and Stolas back and forth with surprise and disbelief. Stolas is talking about feelings again. He heard that correctly.
After Stolas says "You don't have to stay here with me", Blitzø has this little moment of contained panic.
Stolas finishes his confession and he's waiting for an answer. Blitzø has seconds to decide what the course of his relationship with Stolas is going to be.
His eyes widen once more, his pupils move. He blinks twice, he swallows hard, trying to process he just got a love confession when he thought he was there for a night of sex.
He reaches the conclusion that there is no way Stolas' feelings are real. The words are clear, so what Blitzø has to be misreading are his intentions. This has to be some kind of kink. And the light literally leaves his eyes.
It's so tragic. He represses the hell out of everything he thought or felt during the last minute and makes the spur-of-the-moment decision to go along with what he thinks Stolas wants.
"Okay! Let's roleplay romance!". Because he heard: "You don't have to stay here with me" and the idea of leaving was worse than staying for something fake. A fake relationship with Stolas is better than no relationship with him at all.
But he gives the wrong answer. Everything was real. This was a surprise test and Blitzø could have had it all but he won't, because he's just failed.
Real or fake, the relationship is over. By the moment Blitzø says: "You were serious!?" he's distressed, because he knows he will not have a second chance.
And now let's bring back THIS FUCKING FACE. This fragile, uncertain moment of hope, in which he thought that maybe, JUST MAYBE, he could have the love he so desperately craves. The moment before his self-hatred, that idea of himself as an unlovable creature, pushes him to ruin everything once more.