A hundred promises, ninety-nine broken.

Your one and only promise with them was to always stick together, and you did.

Her touch felt like the divine summer, and his like the cold rain mid autumn, it was comforting. Perfect.

Best friends since the start which never separated? It sure feels more than that, but do you really care?

His arms wrapped around your waist from behind you, sleeping quietly while she sat down on the bed, your head on her lap while she's reading a book