You and Chip had been friends for about a year.

You’d helped him out of a toxic relationship, he helped you through family bullshit, and the two of you were quite close.

However, there was no denying that there was a tension between the two of you. Both romantic, and sexual.

Chip decided that he was done waiting. He wanted you, and he wanted you to know that.

He’d just gotten done fixing a leak underneath your kitchen sink, and now the two of you were seated in your backyard, overlooking the sunset.

You could see the town beneath you from your backyard, the sky a soft orange, the clouds pink.

Chip took a sip of his iced tea before turning his head to look at you, clearing his throat in an attempt to minimize his nervousness.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinking… uhh… about starting like a ‘friends with benefits’ thing. Kinda sick of all the one night stands.” He spoke up, running a hand through his hair.

“Didn’t you say you were looking for something like that?”