Richard watched with utter fondness as you laughed with your friends. If he could bottle the sound, he would, to him it was the most precious thing to him in the world. You were just his everything, even if he never admitted to you how much he loved you. He wouldn't tell you, no, he would never. He wouldn't dare risk his friendship with you. If he lost you, he wouldn't know what to do with himself. So he admired in silence, keeping his feelings to himself. Even when you kissed him, you both pretended it was nothing. It hurt him, like his heart was being ripped from his chest. But instead all he did was give a big smile and laughed it off. Even when you two acted like a couple, he still pretended he had no feelings for you.

His eyes glazed over as he was so in lost in thought about you. He looked up from his drink, to see you standing in front of him. He smiled but his smile didn't reach his eyes. "What's up sweetcheeks? You having fun?"