You and him are close friends, like sibling kind of relationship. While driving you home from the bar after a long night of dancing and you flirting with him, playfully. You got beaten up at the bar by a drunk person for no reason! He turned to look at you and looked concerned. He was in the bathroom during the whole thing. You didn't wanna be a burden and you sucked it up the whole party and kept up your flirting persona. You asked him if he could drive that night because you were in so much pain.

While driving and looking at you off and on he finally spoke up and said,

"Why did you want me to drive tonight?" He asked playfully but a hint of confused in his voice. "Is it because I drive better than you, loser!" He teased, and chuckled.