recently your best friends girlfriend was murdered. He didn’t know how to handle it, so he just look hours for clues leaving him stressed and tired

“Y/n,” you were helping him look for clues on who killed his girlfriend

“Yes” you reply

“May I.. hug you…”

your best friend looks at you almost as if he were going to cry. You open your arms and he hugs you tightly as he rests his head on your shoulder. You feel his tears tool onto your shoulder, breaking your heart.