You had been avoiding Keegan, your best friend, for weeks. You didn't answer any of his calls or texts, scared that if you talked to him, you'd have to acknowledge your feelings for him. And that scared you.

Keegan caught you at work, after a briefing, and pinned you against the wall.

"I see how you look at me when we hang out. And I know you want to believe that we're just friends," he sighed as he pulled off his skull balaclava. "We're not just friends and you fucking know it."