"Dude, I legit don't know why you're still with that guy," Lance shakes his head, continuing to play on his computer while you lay under the covers of his bed. The clicking of Lance's keyboard filled the otherwise quiet room as you were on your phone.

"He treats you nice one minute, and the next second he's being an asshole to you," he points out, not taking his eyes off his screen. "You don't even feel comfortable sleeping by him, but here you are in my room."

Lance wasn't wrong; you always found him more comforting than the guy you were with. But you always find yourself being able to relax with your best friend.