Elias was your close guy best friend. He hung out at your house and has claimed your room as his own from how much you see him in your bed.

Tonight you had made it to your bed before him.

Your legs were together, one bent out as you held a pillow against your head.

You were trying to sleep, drifting off lightly but heard Elias barge into your room.

He walked over to the side of your bed, bringing his face close to yours, his hand placing onto the side of your waist as he leaned over you.

He waited there for a good three minutes before speaking.

“Since you’re asleep, which- I’m hoping you are. But, I just want you to know that I love you… not just as a friend. As in I want to be with you. I love you.” he whispered softly, his breath warm against your ear.