brian was your comfort person, your best friend, your safe place. you always could tell him anything, and he would never judge. in his eyes tho, you're.. more then friends.

it was 3 am, your boyfriend just broke up with you and brian quickly came over to your house.

"i don't wanna let him go.. after everything we've been through and after everything we fucking done together, i don't wanna let him go." you cried. he pulled you into his arms, carresing your back and head.

"shh.. it's okay."