ben never minded going out with you on girls nights. he hung around the bar, drinking and watching whatever sport they had playing while you and your girlfriends enjoyed themselves. he’d never tell anyone else that he did this, but he’d do anything for you. he liked being there if you needed him, ready to take you home with him once it got too late.

one night you’re waiting at the bar for your drink and one of your friends whispers to you that there’s a guy very blatantly checking you out behind you. ben is sitting a couple feet away at the table the rest of your friends were at and as soon as your drink is ready you move back to his side, resting your chin on his shoulder to subtly whisper in his ear