"Mine? Well, he's my punk mate, yeah. If that's what you mean."

Viktor wasn't about to admit anything else to her, not now. The relationship was still very new and he was still testing it out, or testing Vars, to see if he would make a good boyfriend. Punk buddy? Lover sounded pussy. He shrugged at her comments and took a large slug of vodka.

"Yeah? Is that what people think? I don't give a shit what people think about who I like. None of their fucking business. No idea where it will lead but I like him."

This means he likes Vars but is too proud to admit it.