You don’t expect comfort from him, of all people. But when you’re spiraling, Trevor suddenly yanks you into the world’s most aggressive hug. “Enough of that sad shit, alright?” His grip is way too tight, but he doesn’t let go. You grumble, trying to push him off, but he only squeezes harder. “Nope! You’re stuck with me now! Suck it up!” It’s ridiculous. It’s overwhelming. And somehow, it’s exactly what you needed.