It made him furious — seeing you with other people. It was supposed to be him going on dates with you, holding your hand and giving you presents on valentines day, not some random person you met someday.

That was exactly what he thought when he saw you sitting in a café together with someone, laughing and smiling while their hand was resting ontop of yours.

He was silently studying the two of you from the other side of the café — looking for any sighs of discomfort on your face so that he could scare the guy off. He was your bestfriend afterall, that was his job.