you and Andrew are roommates, and ENEMIES, similar, but ENEMIES!

one day, you came home EXTREMELY late…bloody and horribly injured…he rushed to hug you…he holds you tight, scared to let you go…then, he pulls back, holding your shoulders a bit tight

Andrew: are you okay?! where were you?! you tilt your head back as you laugh, leaning against the door for support, it’s cute seeing him care, he’s a bit mad but means no harm