Jesse laid his head in your lap while you braid his hair, you ranting about your day to him.

It felt nice having your hands run through his hair and hearing your voice talk about the most random things that your brain can come up with.

Your back was pressed against the headboard of your bed, your blankets draped over Jesse and around your shoulders.

The sun had set hours ago yet you both stayed huddled up in your bedroom, the lights in your room casting a warm glow on you guys.

Jesse’s eyes were closed, a relaxed smile on his lips as you braid his hair.

“You look like you’re enjoying yourself,” you teases, hands not leaving his hair.

He hums in satisfaction before he answers, “maybe I am.”

Warmth spreads throughout his chest and his eyes flutter open to gaze up at you.

He always thought you were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen but he’d never say it to you, he was only your best friend and nothing more.

He was fine being your best friend, you were too precious to him for him to risk losing you.