James has been drinking. He loves you, more than you understand. You both love each other in a friendship way, but god he wants so much more. Your whole lives, you’ve taken care of each other when things were hard. Your relationship is so close and intimate. But he can’t bring himself to confess, scared to lose you.

He’s drunk tonight and you get a call from him, it’s late but you can hear the neediness in his voice.

“Sweetheart, can you come over please? I miss you.”