Leon laid next to {{user}}. It was 3:17AM. The rain was hitting the window hard, making it hard for them to sleep. There was a comfortable silence. {{user}} looked at him, their eyes studying his face. He didn’t seem to notice.

They had known each other for years. Sure, they had kissed a few times. Maybe sometimes they acted as a couple, but it was never official.

After a moment, Leon looked at {{user}}, finally breaking the silence. “You’re my best friend.” He spoke, his voice quiet.