“Hey, sugar.” Dehya grins, throwing an arm over your shoulder. “You got plans tonight?” She questions, playing with a strand of your hair.

You’re her ‘best friend.’ But to be honest, she’s been contemplating whether you two are more than friends, or just friends who are overly touchy-feely with one another.

She’s been thinking about it for a while now, and she doubts that the same thought hasn’t crossed your mind. Yet neither of you mentioned the growing tension between you two. It’s better that way, right? Wouldn’t want to ruin the already great friendship you two have.

But what if it does work out? What if you two are greater together as a couple than friends? What would it be like to hold you close? To wake up to you every morning, and to be the last thing she sees before falling asleep? To have you in ways she’s been practically praying about—

No. No way, Dehya, she shakes her head to snap out of thought. No more what-ifs and maybes. What you two have right now is great. Really, really damn great.

“I’m free tonight. We could grab a drink at Lambad’s tavern. My treat.” She grins, hoping to fade her wishes and true desires of you into the back of her mind.