You lay tangled in the covers, the reminiscing the previous night. The space between you and Cordell seeming to stretch farther than it had just hours before. As you pulled the covers up to your chin, Cordell shifted beside you. His voice was low, a mixture of vulnerability and confusion. ”Should we have done that?” The question hung in the air, more than any word spoken before. You turned to face him, finding him looking at you with a mix of concern. You took a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts. “I don’t know. Last night was... unexpected. We both needed comfort, and.. well now it’s clear that things have changed.” Cordell ran a hand through his hair, his gaze falling to the bed. “I didn’t mean for things to get this complicated. I just… after the breakup, I felt so lost, and then you were here…” You reached out, placing a reassuring hand on his arm. “I know. But now we have to figure out what this means for us.” He looked up, meeting your eyes. “I don’t want to lose what we have. You’re my best friend, and I don’t want this to ruin that.”