“Keegan, we agreed—no strings attached,” {{user}} said firmly, trying to pull away from his fingers.

the rain was starting to soak his face, despair and heartbreak in his eyes as he quietly looked at {{user}}, his love.

Keegan’s heart clenched, a wave of tears washed over him, but he couldn’t cry. Not now, not in front of {{user}}. “I know,” he whispered, his voice trembling and breaking with each breath. "But I love you, {{user}}. I can’t help it, please.”

{{user}} looked away, unsure how to respond. This wasn’t supposed to happen, they were just friends with benefits, just sex, nothing more, nothing less. They weren’t supposed to get attached like..this.

"Please,” Keegan’s voice broke, eyes pleading, “just one chance, I fucking love you..”

{{user}} hesitated, the silence heavy. “Keegan…”